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A FOOTBALL ROMANCE 



^ €oUege ^lap in four ^tt^ 



By ANTHONY E. WILLS 

It 

AUTHOR OF COLLEGE CHUMS, COUNT OF NO ACCOUNT, BENJAMIN, 

BENNY AND BEN, THE EASTSIDERS, JUST PLAIN FOLKS, MATINEE 

IDOL, NEW ENGLAND FOLKS, OAK FARM, STUBBORN MOTOR 

CAR, TOO MANY HUSBANDS, THE GYPSY, ETC., ETC. 



Copyright, 1912, by Dick & Fitzgerax,d 



« 



NEW YORK 

DICK & FITZGERALD 

18 ANN STREET 



Note. — The acting rights of this play are expressly re- 
served by the publishers, to whom theatrical managers who 
wish to produce it should apply. Amateur representation 
may be made without such application and without charge. 



A FOOTBALL ROMANCE 

CHARACTERS. 

Malcolm Thorndyke A wealthy manufacturer 

Roland Underwood A senior 

David Graham - A junior 

Phil. Morley A junior 

Fred. Teneyck A sophomore 

Richard Thorndyke A freshman 

Algernon Leigh A freshman 

Mr. Harris A money lender 

Shelby .A trainer 

Mrs. Susanna Thorndyke, Wife of Malcolm 

Eleanore Her daughter 

Susie Spriggs 

Matilda Penfield , 

Time. — The present. 

Time op Playing. — Two and one-half hours. 

Locality. — Rogers University, near Chicago, Ills. 



MP. 



A Football Romance. 



SYNOPSIS. 



ijN Act I. — The chapter house. A November afternoon. 
». Susie in trouble about the laundry work. Tilly discussed. 
?L David's admonishment spurs Richard to freSh efforts. 
^ Leigh's unfortunate call. Matilda consoles Leigh at the 
"0 expense of his stick-pin. Phil, teases Leigh. Phil. 
I- promises to accompany Matilda to the dance. Richard is 
A urged to " throw " the game and succumbs under persuasion 
'_^ of Phil, and Harris, and signs a receipt. The plot dis- 
• covered by Graham. Richard forbidden to play. 

Act II. — The study room. The same evening. The 
Thorndykes visit Richard and David. Eleanore learns that 
Richard is not to be in the game. Phil., jealous, slanders 
David in the presence of Eleanore and accuses him of 
meanness. Matilda and Eleanore meet, much to Phil's 
annoyance. Phil, makes more promises. Eleanore snubs 
Phil. Algie's predicament. David's second visitor. 
Eleanore successfully pleads for Dick. Thorndyke and 
Phil, also call on David. Eleanore's escape. 

Act III. — A corner of the field. The next day. Susie 
and Algie arrive late. No score for either team at finish 
of first half. Dick's mother learns of his accident and 
promptly faints. Thorndyke's opinion of the " Great Amer- 
ican Game." Phil's absence weakens team. His re-instate- 
ment demanded. False rumors about David. Richard hurt 
again on making a splendid tackle. Is replaced by David, 
who makes the winning score. 

Act IV. — Same as Act II. The same evening. David, 
although wounded, is much exercised over his supper. 
Richard and David renew friendship. Richard worried 
about the receipt held by Phil. David promises his help. 
Susie's kindness. Thorndyke's apology. Eleanore as 
nurse. Leigh's tumble. David toasted. David and Phil. 
bargain for return of receipt given by Richard and how 
it resulted. Richard's remorse. David's generosity and his 
re-election. 



A Football Romance. 



COSTUMES AND CHARATERISTICS. 

Malcolm Thorndyke, a crusty thickset business man, 
aged about 55, in an up-to-date business suit. Act II, even- 
ing clothes. 

Mrs. Susanna Thorndyke, a mild buxom woman of about 
50, in modern walking costume. Act II, evening dress. 

Eleanore, a pretty girl of 18, in a becoming and stylish 
walking gown. Act II, evening dress. 

Roland Underwood, aged 25. Act III, red and yellow 
ribbons in buttonhole of coat. 

David Graham, aged 24. Act HI, football uniform and 
sweater. 

Phil. Morley, a thickset, good-looking youth of about 24. 
Act II, evening dress. Act III, regulation football uniform. 

Fred. Teneyck, aged about 21. 

Richard Thorndyke, aged 19. Act II, Tuxedo-suit. 
Act III, football uniform. 

Algernon Leigh, a caddish youth of 21, rather loud in 
dress. 

Mr. Harris, a shrewd, sharp, hard-bargaining Hebrew, 
about 40. Quite sporty in general appearance. 

Shelby, a well proportioned, ruddy complexioned, good 
natured middle aged man, wearing white sweater, long 
trousers, white canvas shoes. 

Susie Spriggs, a pretty innocent girl about 15, plainly 
dressed; hair done up in curl papers. Act III, a dress of 
variegated colors with ribbons, and a large hat. Act IV, 
warmly clad. 

Matilda Penfield, an attractive girl of about 20, rather 
flashily dressed. Act II, evening dress. 

Note. — Unless otherwise specified all costumes are modem 
and appropriate to characters portrayed. 



A Football Romance. 



INCIDENTAL PROPERTIES. 

Book, filled cigarette case, money, revolver, pen, ink, paper 
for Richard. 

Wash-basket filled with newly ironed linen, statement, 
small parcel, chewing gum, tin horn for Susie. 

Cigarette, hat, cane, stick-pin in tie, two flasks, chrysan- 
themum, college flag of red and yellow, tickets, card for 
memo., pencil, tray with bowl of broth, piece of pie, dish 
of fruit and other eatables covered with napkins, tray with 
cocktails, for Leigh. 

Book, Rugby ball, money, for David. 

Money, receipt, pen, watch, field glasses and phial for 
Harris. 

Suit-case, handkerchief, and college colors for Eleanore. 

Suit-case and umbrella for Thorndyke. 

Note-book and pencil, also newspaper for Underwood. 

Revolver, and receipt for Phil. Morley. 

Package containing bottle for Shelby. 



STAGE DIRECTIONS. 

As seen by a performer on the stage facing the audience, 
R. means right-hand; l., left-hand; c. center of stage; 
D. c, center door; d. r. 1 and d. r. 2, doors right-hand flat; 
Up, towards rear of stage; Down, towards footlights. 



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Scene. — A pretty exterior setting showing chapter house up 
stage. This is a small structure, extending across stage 
from L. to R. with a porch supported hy small pillars and 
reached hy two steps. Door c. with a window on each 
side. At R., extending from down front to chapter 
house, gates, supported hy nohle piers, r. c. a large tree 
with wooden hench hnilt around it. Trees L. Green 
haize down, sprinhled here and there with fallen leaves. 
At intervals leaves fall from ahove. DISCOVERED 
Richard Thorndyke seated on hench under tree, intently 
gazing at a hook on his knee. ENTER L., Roland 
Underwood. 

Richard. Hello, Rollie, what's up? 

Underwood (down c). Dave about? 

Richard (nods in direction of house). Yep — up-stairs. 

Underwood. Hard at it I suppose, for the exams. 
(Going) I won't disturb him now. (Stopping ahruptly) 
Oh, how'd the team show up in practice this afternoon ? 

Richard. Only went over the signals. 

Underwood. Any change in the line-up — that you know 
of? 

Richard. Guess not — though that's for Dave to say. 
He's captain. 

Underwood. Well I'll drop in and see him on my way 
back. Got a cig? 

Richard (tossing him cigarette case). Help yourself. 

Underwood (takes cigarette). Thanks. (Lights same 
and then returning case, goes L.) So long. [EXIT L. 

Richard. Be good. (Looks intently at hook) 

Voice (off r.). Hello, Dick! 

Richard (aside. Closes hook). Confound it! — there it 
goes again! (Looking r.) That you, Murray? 

Voice. Yep. We're all going over to the village. Come 
along ? 

7 



8 A Football Romance. 

Richard. Not this afternoon. I'm trying to catch up. 

Voice. Studying, eh? What d'ye think of him, boys? 
(Omnes off R. laugh heartily) 

Richard (settling hacTc on seat and re-opening hook). I 
wish they'd let me concentrate my mind on my work. 
(Moves lips as if memorizing) 

ENTER R. Susie Spriggs, carrying a large wash-haslcet filled 
with newly ironed linen, etc. 

Susie. Afternoon, Mr. Thorndyke. 

Richard (looking at basket). That our wash? 

Susie. Nope — Tom Brierly's. 

Richard (irritated). When on earth is ours to be 
finished? You've had it over a week, now. 

Susie. Maw's been laid up with the rheumatiz and had 
a deuced of a time. 

Richard (turning. Sharply). That don't help me any. 

Susie (frightened, quickly picks up basket). I'll hurry it 
over as soon's it's done. Early this evening — honor bright. 

ENTER David Graham, from house. 

David. What": the rumpus? 

Susie (l.). 'T in't none — it's Tom Brierly's wash. 

David (laiighii gly). Oh! (Coming down c.) Well 
Susie, how have you been? 

Susie. Rushed ter death. 

David. Suppose that's on account of your mother's illness- 
How's she getting on? 

Susie. Doc. said this mornin' she'll come around all right 
now. 

David. Glad to hear it. 

Susie. Guess I'll vamoose. It's growing late. Good-bye. 

[EXIT L. 

David (looking after her). Good-bye. 

Richard (who has been lighting a cigarette. To David). 
Rollie Underwood was just over to see you. 

David. That so? What about? 

Richard. In regard to the line-up for to-morrow's issue. 
Said he'd drop in later. 

David (going l.). I'm going over to the library. Want 
to come along? 



A Football Romance. 9 

KlCHARD (blowing out smoke). No. Guess I'll take a run 
to the village. 

David (halting). The village, eh? I suppose it's Tilly 
Penfield again? 

Richard (doggedly). You're always harping on her. 

David (down c). Because I believe you're wasting a 
great deal of valuable time in her company. 

Richard. Tilly's all right. 

David. She's rather fascinating in appearance, I must 
admit, but hardly the girl you'd care to introduce to your 
sister. 

Richard. I don't know about that. I've never seen any- 
thing out of the way. 

David (his hand on Richard's shoulder). My boy, this is 
your first year. I've been here — ^going on to three years 
now. I've watched others before you, who have devoted too 
much time to the social and too little to the practical side of 
college life. When it finally got down to the exams, they've 
found it a pretty tough proposition. 

Richard. I admit I've neglected my work a bit the last 
month or so — but it was the football 

David (interrupting). Not forgetting the night after 
night spent at the frat. gaming table. 

Richard. Well, — that too, if you'll have it so. 

David. Oh, you know it as well as I do, Dick. So it 
means an uphill climb — a pretty steep one at that — to get 
back to the road ; but if you put all energy to the wheel, 
there's no reason why you shouldn't get to the top again. 

Richard (after a pause). I guess you're right — it's about 
time I did take a tumble. (Up. Throwing cigarette away) 
Dave — no more village or frat. affairs for mine until after 
the examinations. 

David (offering hand). Good resolve. 

Richard (shalcing his hand). Hereafter, it's going to be 
plug — plug — plug ! 

David. Good again! And don't forget my standing ofFer. 
If I can assist you in any way with your studies — if there's 
any little point that's not quite clear — why, don't stand on 
ceremony — I'm yours to command. 

Richard (offering hand). That's kind of you, old chum. 
I'm afraid, from the look of things, I'll have to call on you 
pretty often. (Sits on hench) 



lo A Football Romance. 

ENTER L., Algernon Leigh, smohing a cigarette and carry- 
ing a cane. 

David. Hello, Algie. 

Leigh. Howdy. Going away? 

David. Only for a few moments. 

Leigh. Came over to pay you fellows a visit. 

David (laughingly). Dick will entertain you during- my 
absence. [EXIT L. 

Leigh (loohing at Richard). Thanks. (Richard looTcs 
intently at hooJc. Leigh pauses an instant, then sits on 
hench heside him, places hat alongside of tench, then twirls 
cane for a hrief interval, casting glances at Richard. 
Richard, vnthout paying any attention to him, continues to 
gaze at hook. Leigh clears throat and coughs in an endeavor 
to hreah awhward silence, then finally) Busy, Dick? 

Richard {without loohing up. Sharply). No! 

Leigh (after another awhivard pause). I'm afraid Fm 
bothering you. 

Richard (still loohing at hooh). Keep right on — I don't 
mind it a bit. 

Leigh (business. Then after a pause). That ought to be 
a bang-up game to-morrow. Expected to be able to make a 
few small bets. Wrote my dad that I wanted a hundred 
dollars to buy a lot of reference books. Foolishly I enclosed 
him a list of the books I was supposed to need and instead of 
sending me the money, he sent the books. Now what's a 
fellow going to do with a father like that? (Richard 
irritated, continues to read. Leigh glances at him and then 
twirls cane. Aside, finally) Nice, sociable fellow I must 
say. (After a pause, nudging Richard) By the way, Dick 
— going to the dance this evening? There's to be a jolly 
crowd I'm told. 

Richard (up, throwing hooh on hench). Oh, you go hang! 

[EXIT angrily into house. 

Leigh (indignantly). Well, what do you think of that? 
(Then calling after Richard) I will not — I'll do no such 
thing — so there now! 

ENTER R. Matilda Penfield. 

Matilda (espi/infir Leigh). Hello Algie — old pal. XSits ori 
hench Ibeside him) What's happened? 



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Leigh {offended. Rising). That stupid Thomdyke fellow 
just insulted me. Told me to " go hang." 

Matilda. That's no reason why you should oblige him. 
(Pulling him on seat) Sit down and forget it. 

Leigh (looking at her). By jove Tilly — ^you're a pleasant 
sort. 

Matilda'. Think so? We never got on very well 
together, did we? But that was my fault. I never thought 
much of you — because I didn't know you. 

Leigh (conceitedly). Oh — then you know me better now, 
what ? 

Matilda (adjusts his tie). Algie you're all right. (LocJcs 
her arm in his and becomes confidential, looking at pin in 
his tie) Say, do you know, I think that one of the prettiest 
stick-pins I've ever seen? 

Leigh. Do you like it? 

Matilda. Let me get a better look at it. (Removes pin 
from his tie and holds it off at arm's length) Ain't that 
swell! And wouldn't it just match my light tie? How I 
should like to get one like it. 

Leigh. Eeally ? 

Matilda (toying with buttons on his coat). Really. 

Leigh (sighs. Reluctantly). Probably / could buy an- 
other 

Matilda (enthusiastically). Algie, do you mean it? 
Thanks awfully — you're a dear ! I didn't expect you'd make 
me a present of this one. 

Leigh (sadly). Neither did L 

Matilda (up. Going l., looking at pin). It's certainly a 
beaut ! 

Leigh (sadly. Aside). And Fm a fool. 

Matilda (turning). Oh, say, Algie, did you and Phil. 
Morley ever make up again? 

Leigh. No — and we won't either if I can prevent it. 
He's up to his old tricks again. Hazed a lot of freshmen 
last night. He's always pulling ties and noses and I don't 
see why the boys stand for it. He knows enough to leave 
me alone though. 

Matilda (laughingly going to him and patting him on 
cheek). You always were an aggressive little fellow, Algie. 
That's right — ^you show fight. 

Leigh (emphatically). Just watch me some time. 



la A Football Romance. 

ENTER L. Phil. Morley. 

Matilda (turning. Surprised). Hello Phil. 

Leigh (on entrance of Phil., shows great concern. Picks 
up hat and cane, preparing to depart). Oh Lor'. 

Phil, (observing Leigh). I see you've got company, 
Tilly. (Roughly pulling Leigh's tie) Glad to see you 
Leigh. 

Matilda (to Phil.). He's just been telling me what he 
intended to do to you. 

Phil. He has — has he? 

Leigh (greatly alarmed). No — no 

Phil, (surveying Leigh). We've always been the best of 
friends — (Pulling Leigh's nose) — haven't we, old chap? 

Leigh (business). Guess Fll be going. 

Phil, (roughly seizing him by coat collar). Don't run 
away. We don't see you very often. 

Matilda. Let him go, Phil. He'll tell the Dean — and 
there'll be a row. 

Phil. I know — but somehow I like Algie. (Giving him 
a shove) Sorry you can't stay a while. 

Leigh (confusedly going l. To Phil.). You big bully, 
you wouldn't dare do that again. 

Phil. Wouldn't I? (Makes dash as if about to follow 
him). We'll see about that. 

Leigh (greatly alarmed). Help! Murder! 

[EXIT confusedly l. 

Phil, (turns to Matilda). And what's brought you here? 
Haven't I always told you to keep away from the college 
grounds ? 

Matilda. I didn't come to see you. 

Phil, (angrily). No — I suppose it's Dick Thomdyke 
again. 

Matilda (coquettishly placing her hands on his shoulders). 
Now don't be jealous, Phil. 

Phil, (throws her hands from his shoulders). Leave off — 
will you ? I don't want everyone for miles around seeing 
you do that. 

Matilda. What is the matter, Phil? You've grown so 
irritable of late, one can hardly talk to you. Is it because of 
Dick? 

Phil. You're spending altogether too much time in his 
company. 



A Football Romance. 13 

Matilda. I like the dances and receptions and you won't 
take me. You've grown ashamed of me — that's what. I'd 

die from loneliness if I waited for you to call and see me 

{Bitterly) — and yet, it isn't so long ago, you professed to 
love me. 

Phil. I love you still, Tilly — ^you know that. 

Matilda {pleadingly) . Then show it by taking me to the 
dance to-night. You promised it, Phil. — over a month ago. 

Phil, {reluctantly). So I did, Tilly — but things have 
taken a change since then — and I don't feel like going. 

Matilda. But I do. Ah come, Phil., take me just this 
once — {Pleadingly) — just this once. 

Phil, {after a pause, looking at her intently. Reluctantly) . 
Well, all right— it's a go. 

Matilda (joyously). That's good of you, Phil. I knew 
you wouldn't refuse when you learned my heart was set 
on it. I'll wear that white silk dress you gave me and 
the 

Phil, (sharply). Will you stop that rot! Never mind all 
that! I'll be at the house early this evening. Now for pity 
sakes go ! go ! 

Matilda. All right — (Going) — I'll be ready when you 
come. But remember Phil. — don't — please don't — disappoint 
as you usually do. 

Phil, (irritated). No, no. Haven't I told you I'll be 
there ? Go ! go ! 

Matilda (throws him hiss). Good-bye. [EXIT r. 

Phil, (looks after her. Bitterly). How I've come to hate 
that woman ! She's getting to be a nuisance now. I wish 
I'd never set eyes on her. 

ENTER Eichard Thorndyke from house. 

Phil, (coming c). Ah Dick! Well, what have you 
decided ? 

Richard (coming down). Nothing as yet. 

Phil. Come, come, man— the time is growing short. 
We've got to know one way or the other. 

Richard (sinking on bench — his eyes on, ground). I 
guess it's the other way, then. 

Phil, (apprehensively) . You mean — you're not going into 
the thing? 

Richard (quietly). That's about the size of it. 



14 A Football Romance. 

Phil, {firmly). Oh, I won't stand for that. 

EicHARD {wp. His eyes flashing). Then you have your 
alternative. 

Phil, (patting him on shoulder). Come, come — don't flare 
up. Let's talk this over in a sensible way. It isn't possible 
you thoroughly understand matters. 

Richard (crossing). The trouble is — I understand too 
well. You'd have me throw the game. 

Phil. It's not a matter of throwing anything. I intend 
to work with you. It's simply what might be termed " pull- 
ing " — you and I. Nobody would ever suspect — no one will 
ever know. 

Richard. But Dave has set his mind on winning. It 
means a whole lot to him and I can't 

Phil, (quickly). Even if we play our hardest — there's no 
certainty we'll win out. There's always that chance. Some- 
body's got to lose. I appreciate all this rot about college 
sentiment and pride — but look what it means to us? You 
owe money to a number of the boys, Dick, and I could square 
accounts with the steward. (Placing hands on Richard's 
shoulders) Come Dick, you gave me to understand last 
night that it was all right, Harris will be here directly for 
an answer. What do you say? Is it a go? 

Richard (after an effective pause — moving to l.). No — I 
can't do it. 

Phil, (irritated). Damn it man, you're worse than a 
woman in the matter of changing your mind. (Going to 
gate) Well, you'll have to tell Plarris the thing is off — I 
won't. (Motions as if beckoning someone to come) 

Richard. What are you doing? 

Phil. I'm putting it up to you. 

Richard (apprehensively) . You don't mean he's coming 
here? 

Phil. And why not? What's the harm? 

Richard (alarmed). But if Dave should return? 

Phil, (coming down and facing him). See here, Dick, 
why don't you do the square thing? You told me time and 
time again that your old man keeps his purse strings mighty 
tight, and I've seen enough in the city to be aware of that 
fact. You've gone it a bit strong, you must admit that — too 
strong for your own good. Here's an opportunity of making 
five hundred apiece without turning a hand, without running 
the slightest risk. (Richard sinks on bench) Come, come. 



A Football Romance. 15 

old chap, what do you say? (Richard looking down remains 
silent. After a pause Phil, gives a sigh) You make me 
tired. (Then as if irritated, impulsively moves to L.) 

ENTER R., Mr. Harris. 

' Harris (anxiously). Veil is it all settled? 

Phil. Settled? No! there's a hitch. 

Harris (disappointed). Goodness gracious — how's that? 

Phil, (disgusted). Dick has gone back on his word. 

Richard (up. Angrily. Crosses to gate). Since I never 
gave my word on the subject, I couldn't very well have gone 
back on it. 

Harris. Easy gentlemen — easy. We don't want no hard 
feelings in this matter. 

Richard (looking off). Then advise your friend to be 
more careful of his remarks. 

Phil, (sighing). Have it your way, then. You made no 
opposition to the plan last night. Let's say that I miscon- 
strued your attitude on the subject. 

Harris (now c). Dis is certainly a fine state of affairs. 
If the thing's up der flue — where do I come in ? I've put up 
a cool thousand on the Haverly team at three to one. Who's 
going to reimburse me for that? 

ENTER L. David Graham, unnoticed hy others. He carries 
a hook. Observing them, he noiselessly goes up on 
porch, intently watching. 

Phil. In any event, I've the satisfaction of knowing it 
wasn't my fault. (To Harris) What do you say to this 
proposition? Your money is up. Say you make it an even 
break — a thousand a piece if the Rogers team loses? 

Harris (worked up). Yoi, yoi, yoi, yoi! (Shaking head 
in negative) No, no — I wouldn't hear of it. I'm putting 
up the money. 

Phil. And running a mighty good chance of losing it — 
unless Dick comes around. Don't be a fool. 

Harris (after a pause. Reluctantly). Well — I suppose 
a third is better than nodding. (Then impulsively) Let it 
go at that — ^but believe me gentlemen, it's nothing short of 
robbery! — clear robbery! 

Phil, (turning to Richard). Now what do you say? 
(Looking intently at Richard an instant, who still continues 
to look from, gate) What's the matter, can't anything bring 



i6 A Football Romance. 

you around? You owe me three hundred. I've waited two 
months. You ought to make some effort to pay me back. 

EiCHARD (still looking off). You'll get your money all 
right. 

Phil, (sneeringly) . I've heard that story before. (To 
Harris) Capt's put a lot of foolish notions into his head 
about college pride and all that sort of thing. 

Harris (laughs. With sarcasm). College pride! College 
nothing. Look what we cleared up on last year's game 
when Nelson and you — (Referring to Phil.) " pulled." (Phil. 
chucMcs. Rutting his hands) I tell you that was a 
bizness. 

Richard (looking off. Quietly). I haven't discussed the 
subject with Dave Graham — and it's a mighty good thing for 
both your necks that I haven't. 

Harris (to Richard). Never mind all that, my boy. 

Phil, (to Richard). Come on Dick — ^be reasonable. Let's 
have a favorable answer. Remember — it's a third each, 
now. 

Richard (after a pause). You say there's no risk of being 
found out? 

Phil. Absolutely none. I've assured you on that score a 
dozen times. 

Harris (anxiously). Vy my boy, do you think I would be 
in it if there was any danger? (Places finger significantly 
alongside of nose) I wasn't born yesterday — nor the day 
before either. 

Richard (weakening). Well 

Phil, (eagerly). You'll do it? 

Richard (after a pause). I guess so. 

Phil, (slapping him on shoulder). Good. 

[EXIT David quietly off into house. 

Harris (taking money and receipt from pocket. Handing 
him money and holding out receipt). Here's five hundred 
on account and a little 

Richard (emphatically) . Oh, I won't sign any papers! 

Harris. Phil's given me one. 

Richard. I'm not bound by Phil's actions. 

Harris (pressing tills in his hand. Confidentially). My 
friend, don't get oxcited. It's only a receipt fer der money. 

Richard (changing tone). But why is one necessary? 

Harris. Ain't I entitled to soyne protection? Of course 
—of course. (Forcing pen in his hand) Come— sign. 



A Football Romance. 17 

Richard. Well as long as Phil's 

Harris (quickly). Dot's a gentleman. It's the regular 
way of doing bizness. (Indicating place to sign) Sign 
your name here. 

KiCHARD (impulsively signs receipt). Now what about the 
plan of action ? 

Phil. We'll meet you in town at Tilly's this evening as 
we agreed — only be punctual — I've got the dance on. (To 
Harris) Come old man — ^I'll see you to the main gate. I've 
got a few things I want to talk over with you. 

Harris. Very well. (To Richard) Now remember — 
don't fail me. 

Richard (quietly). I won't — I won't. (Sinhs on bench. 
Harris and Phil. EXIT r. Takes cigarette from case and 
nervously rolls it between his fingers) It's a dirty piece of 
work I've engaged to do — but I suppose, now that I've agreed 
to it — I've got to 

ENTER quietly from house David Graham. 

Richard (nervously starting up). That you Dave? Eind 
what you wanted? 

David (comes down c). Yes. (Then after a pause. Re- 
luctantly) Dick — I'm sorry — very sorry — but you can't play 
with the team to-morrow. 

Richard (permitting cigarette to fall from hand. Stag- 
gered). Can't play? Why not? 

David. There'll be no traitors on any team of which I am 
captain. 

Richard (worked up). I don't understand, Dave. What 
are you driving at? 

David. I overheard the conversation you had with your 
esteemed visitors of a moment ago. 

Richard (staggered — then angrily). Oh, I see — eaves- 
dropping, eh? 

David. Call it what you will — thank heaven, I've been 
warned in time! (Then brokenly) Oh Dick! Dick! 
(Coming down) And I placed such confidence in you! 
(Richard sinks on bench in despair. Bitterly) An honest 
man, at the first suggestion, would have struck them down. 
I stood there — (indicates spot) — waiting — waiting — ^to hear 
one word in denunciation of the scoundrels and their con- 
temptible plot — but no! — no! (Brokenly) — you bartered 
with them! Even to weighing the risk of the despicable 



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undertaking! Oh, Dick! Dick! how could you? how could 
you? 

Richard (affected). I'll admit I made a mistake — a bad 
mistake — ^they argued with me and wouldn't take no for an 
answer. I endeavored to put them off but wasn't strong 
enough to combat their advances. There's still time to undo 
the wrong. I'll demand that they release me — I'll refuse 
to join them in their miserable scheme! 

David (bitterly). This is rather a poor time for such 
speeches. 

Richard (despairingly). I know your faith in me is 
shattered — but I'll prove to you that it was only a momentary 
weakness. (Up. Firmly) I'll win that game to-morrow if 
I die for it. (Pleadingly) Please Dave — please let me 
play. 

David (angrily). Play? You play? (Emphatically) I 
wouldn't let you play if we had to line up with only ten 
men. 

Richard (pleadingly) . Dave — think of what the boys will 
say? There'll be a lot of ugly rumors — the folks back home 
may get wind of it. Look at the position in which I'll be 
placed? Give me another chance, Dave — ^I'll play a square 
game — I promise you that. (Placing hands on David's 
shoulders) Trust me — just this once more — for old time's 
sake. 

David. Trust you? (Angrily throwing him off) Never 
again will I do that. Prom this moment we are quits! I'll 
see to having your quarters changed at once! (Starts to go) 

Richard (seizing his hand. Imploringly) Dave! Dave! 
Listen to reason ! You don't understand ! Let me explain ! 

David (breaking his hold). I'm done with you! Let me 
go, do you hear? Let me go! (Starts l.) 

ENTER R. Eleanore Thorndyke, carrying a suit-case, 
followed by Malcolm Thorndyke, carrying a valise and 
umbrella, and Mrs. Thorndyke. 

Eleanore (running to Richard). Dick! (Richard turns 
around and Eleanore joyously throws arms around his neck 
and hisses him. Thorndyke and Mrs. Thorndyke quickly 
down and embrace Richard. David who has halted at their 
entrance now moves around to r. of tree) 

Richard (recovering his surprise, looks from one to the 
other). Mother! Dad! Sis! Whatever brought you here? 



A Football Romance. 19 

Eleanore. We came up for the game to-morrow. 

Thorndyke. Eleanore's been reading a lot of trash about 
those football games in that college paper mailed to us each 
day. Nothing would do — we all had to biuidle up and come 
on for this championship affair. 

Richard. And you didn't so much as drop me a line. 

Mrs. Thorndyke. Also your sister's doings. 

Eleanore (joyously). I wanted it to be a complete 
surprise. 

Thorndyke (to Richard, spinning him round). Well, my 
boy, let's take a look at you. Your mother's been worrying 
herself gray ever since you left home. (Critically surveying 
him) It hasn't made any change in your appearance that I 
can see. 

Eleanore (to Eichard). But where's your chum? I'm: 
just dying to get a look at him. 

Eichard. Oh, yes. I'll introduce you. (To David, with 
an effort) Dave? (David turns) I want to introduce you 
to my folks. (Presenting Mrs. Thorndyke) My mother. 
(To Mrs. Thorndyke) Mother, this is Mr. Graham. (Pre- 
senting Thorndyke) My father 

Thorndyke (warmly shaking his hand and looking him 
over). Glad to meet you, young man. 

Richard (presenting Eleanore). And my sister, Eleanore. 

David. I'm very glad to know you all. 

Eleanore (to David). So you're the great Captain I've 
read so much about. 

David (quietly). I am captain of the football team — if 
that is what you mean. 

Eleanore. The papers are just filled with accounts of 
your brilliant playing. 

David (laughingly). Is that so? Well you can't believe 
all you read. (Eichard, Thorndyke and Mrs. Thorndyke. 
are up near steps, husily conversing) 

Eleanore. Dick's mentioned you ever so many times in 
his letters and I do believe I liked you — that is admired — 
rather knew you long before we were introduced. 

David. Then our long distance acquaintance has been 
somewhat mutual for your brother has often spoken of you. 

Eleanore. You don't say. (Then as if to change topic) 
They must be awfully exciting — these big games. 

David. Ever witness a football game, Miss Thorndyke? 

Eleanore. Oh dear, yes. Dick, you know played end on 



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the local school team for several seasons and I used to be 
the — the — {To Richard) Dick, what did the high school 
boys call it? 

Richard. The mascot. 

Eleanore. That's it — " The mascot." It was only in fun, 
you know, — and we did have such good times. 

David. I can imagine that. 

ENTER R., Ireatlilessly, Phil. 

Eleanore (spying him). Phil. 

Phil, (appears greatly surprised). Hello everybody! 
(Richard comes slowly down r. of David. Phil, joyously to 
Thorndyke) Mr. Thorndyke! Well! well! well! 

Thorndyke. Phil., my boy! (Warmly shaJces his hand) 

Phil, (to Mrs. Thorndyke, shaking her hand). And Mrs. 
Thorndyke! (Then to Eleanore) And Eleanore! (Shak- 
ing her hand) This is like the old days! 

Eleanore. Isn't it? 

Richard (aside. To David). Eor God's sake, don't let on 
what's happened! (Sinks on bench) 

Phil, (to Eleanore and others). I could hardly believe it 
when the boys told me Dick's folks had arrived. Dick, the 
sly fox, never said a word about it. 

Eleanore. Good reason. He didn't know. 

Phil. That's it eh? How long are you going to remain? 

Thorndyke. If I had my way we'd have remained in the 
city. These are busy days at the factory. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (to Phil). We return immediately after 
the game. Just had to drag Dick's father to the depot. 

Thorndyke. Well, you won't have to do much dragging 
on the get-away, I want to tell you. If I had my way — 
Dick'd give up this tom-foolery and get into active business 
life. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (reprovingly to Thorndyke). Don't 
always say that! Give the boy a chance to amount to some- 
thing in the world. 

Thorndyke. Amount to something ? Did I have a college 
education ? Wasn't I sitting at a desk at three dollars a week 
when I was thirteen years old and when I was Dick's age, 
couldn't I write my fortune in six figures? Show me the 
college graduate who can do that? No siree — they don't 
turn 'm out that way. It's football — dead languages — and 
a whole lot of what-not winding up with the tacking of an 



A Football Romance. 2t 

N. G — an X. Y. Z — or some other equally meaningless letters 
at the end of one's name. 

Phil, (to Eleanore). I'll see you over to the hotel — it's 
just across the way. 

Thorndyke. That's the boy. I want to wash up. 

David (talcing suit-case from Eleanore). Allow me to 
carry that. 

Eleanore. Thank you. (Omnes start for L.) 

EicHARD (up to Phil.). Phil. — can I have a word with 
you? 

Phil. I'll be back in a jiffy. 

Richard (anxiously) . But I must see you now. It's very 
important — imperative! In regard to to-morrow's game. 

Eleanore (to Phil.). The welfare of the game should 
supersede everything. You'd better remain. 

Phil, (apprehensively). Well — all right, (To others) 
You'll excuse me, won't you? 

Omnes. Certainly. [EXIT l. conversing. 

Phil, (waits until they are gone — then looks cautiously 
around and comes down to Richard). What's up? 

Richard. Just this. I've reconsidered my decision to 
join you in to-morrow's 

Phil, (quickly interrupting). What do you mean? 

Richard. That I'm out of it. (Taking money from 
pocket) Here's the money — just as it was handed to me. 
Take it and return me that receipt. 

Phil, (taken aback). But hold on Dick, — that's no way of 
doing business. 

Richard. I've seen the error of my ways. I made a mis- 
take. You've got to release me. I won't be a party to it. 
(Extending money) Here's your money — now give me that 
receipt. 

Phil, (stuhhornly) . You can't go back on us that way. 
You gave your word — we've counted on it — and you've got to 
stand by to the finish. 

Richard (angered). I'm not a child. You can't 
intimidate and force me to do it. (Emphatically) Here's 
the money — I now demand that receipt! 

Phil. And / refuse to give it up. So there's an end to it. 

Richard. As far as I'm concerned — (Emphatically throw- 
ing money on ground) — there is an end to it. I'm out of it 
and I don't care what you do. (Up on porch, pointing to 
money) You can take or leave the money — just as you 
prefer. [EXIT into house. 



22 A Football Romance. 

Phil. (looJcing after him). What's got into the fool, I 
wonder? (Looks at money and then finally picks it up) 
This is certainly a nice state of afFairs. But I won't let him 
oif as easily as all that. (Calling after him) Dick! Dick, 
I say. Just a moment. You don't understand matters. Let 
me explain. (Sun begins to set) [EXIT into house. 

ENTER Graham and Eleanore l. 

Eleanore (looking around). Why, Dick's gone. 

David. Probably in his room. He'll be down in a little 
while. 

Eleanore. Then let us wait for him here. (Sits on 
hench) 

David. Very well. (After a pause) I noticed, Miss 
Thorndyke, you'd met Mr. Morley before. 

Eleanore. Oh dear, yes. You see, his father was 
formerly one of dad's partners in business. We've known 
each other a number of years. (Making room for him on 
hench) Won't you be seated? 

David. Thanks. (Sits beside her) 

Eleanore. Isn't the frat. giving a reception to-night? 

David. So I understand. 

Eleanore. Why aren't you going? 

David. What would be the use? I can't dance. 

Eleanore. Isn't that too bad! Do you know, you're 
missing a whole lot of enjoyment? 

David. I've always been a clumsy sort — and though I've 
tried a dozen times or more — I've never made a success of it. 

Eleanore. You shouldn't get discouraged. All that is 
necessary is practice and a little confidence. 

David (lightly). I've got that all right. The trouble is, I 
started at the game too late. It's like breaking a colt, I 
fancy. If you wait until he's reached a certain age — it's im- 
possible to make a good animal of him. 

Eleanore (smiling). That's one way of looking at it — 
but I can't say that I quite agree with you. We're none of 
us ever too old to learn. 

David. I suppose if I'd been born in the East it would 
have been different. But where I came from — Arizona — 
they're not much on dancing and the other frills. While 
most of the boys attending college here, were being taught 
their music, dancing and the like, — I was learning how to 
ride a broncho, strap a burro and rope a steer. 



A Football Romance. 23 

Eleanore (looMng at him in admiration). Why, I didn't 
know that? Dick never wrote me a word of it. 

David. I don't believe he knows. 

Eleanore {eagerly). Won't you please tell me all about 
it ? It must have been a grand life — so gay — so free — so full 
of romance! 

David {smiling). It reads well enough in a story book 
but after roughing it a while — the romantic part of it wears 
off and ranch life becomes monotonous. At least, it did with 
me and I tired of my associations — the surroundings — in 
fact, everything! It was one humdrum — day after day — 
night after night. Even in those days I was somewhat of a 
studious turn and I longed to see more of the world of which 
I knew so little. As I had no strings to tie me down to any 
one place — my parents having died when I was little higher 
than the alfalfa — one night I broke camp and worked my 
way Eastward. 

Eleanore. And did you find this new field what you 
expected ? 

David. Not at first. My ambition had keyed me up to 
believe I would succeed to great things — and I laugh now 
when I think how I was destined to disappointment. You'd 
be surprised to learn what I had to do for a living in those 
first dreary days. Pretty near everything from a waiter in a 
cheap hotel — to a bank clerk. Then, some of the land dad 
had staked out years before proved to be more valuable than 
even he had pictured in his wildest dreams — and one morn- 
ing I awoke to find my troubles over — and a lot more money 
on my hands than was really good for me. 

Eleanore. How interesting! {Admiringly) And now 
you're going to be a lawyer. 

David {laughing). Merely trying to be. Though the one 
thing I had always been striving for, I soon began to realize 
that money isn't everything. I tired of traveling about with 
nothing to do — it proved a dog's life — and so, I drifted here 
— and well, I've met the best people on earth and spent the 
three pleasantest years of my life. 

Eleanore. But surely you're going to settle down when 
you graduate and practice your profession? 

David {shrugging shoulders). I don't know. There's 
really no reason why I should. You see there must be an 
incentive — something to keep a fellow interested — something 
to bind him down. I'm of that roaming disposition — very 



24 A Football Romatice. 

likely — {Looking at her) — unless I find my something — as 
soon as I get the sheepskin I'll hike back — {Apologetically) 
— I beg pardon, return to the plains again. 

Eleanore. It must be awfully nice to have so " happy-go- 
lucky " a nature. 

David. Don't you imagine I get more out of life than if 
I saw only from the serious point of view? 

Eleanore. Of course — of course. {Then changing sub- 
ject) You'll pardon my asking a question, won't you? 

David. Why of course — what is it? 

ENTER Phil, from house observing Eleanore and David, 
starts and then noiselessly comes down, and stands in 
shadow of tree, listening. 

Eleanore. What sort of man, in your opinion, is Phil. 
Morley ? 

-David. Really — I didn't expect 

Eleanore. I imagined it would surprise you. You see, 
dad thinks the world of Phil. — and though I can't share his 
— {Quickly adding) But I won't burden you with the facts. 
I simply want to know what you think of him. Don't you 
know, — from what you've observed during your association 
with him. 

David. Phil's rather a good sort. I can't say anything 
against him and wouldn't like to do so if I could. 

Eleanore. You're not afraid 

David. Miss Thornydke, that doesn't enter into it — only 
I'd a great deal rather remain silent than not be able to say 
a good word for a man. 

EXIT Phil, quietly r. looking hack at them. 

David {up). He's always treated me courteously — and I — 
well, I know nothing against his character. 

Eleanore {up). That's some consolation — though I heard 
a number of young men coming up on the train telling about 
some of his escapades at college here and naturally that 
aroused my curiosity. It was wrong of me to question you 
about him — I trust you'll forgive me. 

David {laughing). Why there's nothing to forgive. 

Eleanore {looking around). It's growing dusk. What- 
ever can be keeping Dick, I wonder? 

David. Perhaps I'd better hunt him up. (Going toward 
house) He's probably up in " the shack." 



A Football Romance. 25 

Eleanore (wonderously). Shack? 

David {on porch). That's what we call the "Bungalow" 
or rather — {Laughingly) — our room. 

Eleanore {enthusiastically). Oh! the room! Do you 
know, brother's written page upon page about it in his letters 
describing everything. 

David. Perhaps you'd care to take a look around? We'll 
undoubtedly find Dick at work up there. 

Eleanore. Won't I be intruding? 

David. Not at all. 

Eleanore. Very well, then. [EXIT hoth into house. 

ENTER Underwood and Susie l., each having hold of end of 

basket. 

Underwood {setting basket down). Well Susie — I'll have 
to leave you now. 

Susie {taking up basket). Much obliged fer the lift. 

Underwood. Don't mention it. 

Susie {going r.). See you at the dance ter-night, I s'pose. 

Underwood. Hope so. {Looks up at second story of frat. 
house) 

ENTER Phil, from r. looking at receipt. Susie looking 
back at Underwood, collides with him. 

Phil, {angrily). Get out of the way, you brat! 

Susie {making face at him). Bah. [EXIT haughtily R. 

Underwood {calling aloud). Dave! Dave I say! 

Phil, {observing him and placing receipt in pocket). 
Looking for Graham? 

Underwood. Yes. Know where I'll find him? 

Phil, {with sarcasm). Guess he's too busy shattering 
other peoples' reputations to see you now. 

Underwood. What's happened? 

Phil, {showing anger). Oh, nothing. What are you 
after ? 

Underwood {taking note-book from pocket and opening 
page). Say, old man, maybe you can help me. I've been 
holding copy of " The Collegian " for to-morrow's line-up. 

Phil. / can give you that. It'll be the same as yesterday. 

ENTER David from house. 

David {emphatically). No it won't — there'll be two 
changes in the make-up of the team. {Comes down c.) 



26 A Football Romance. 

Underwood (surprised). Two? (Phil, starts) 
David. Yes. (Taking note-hook and pencil from "Under- 
wood and scratching out names and inserting others) 
Substitute Bennet for Thorndyke and put Pryor in this 
man's place. (Nods in Phil.'s direction) 
Phil, (enraged). Are you. referring to me? 

ENTER Eleanore from house, remaining on porch. 

David (coldly). Exactly. You can't play to-morrow, 

Phil, (indignantly). And why not? 

David (returning hook to Underwood). For reasons which 
you know full well. 

Phil, (hitterly) You bet I do. You're trying to hurt me 
before the eyes of the woman I love. Oh, I heard the little 
story you told Eleanore Thorndyke a few moments ago. 
You're not man enough to come out in the open and say the 
same things to my face. 

David. I don't recall that I said anything detrimental to 
your character. 

Phil, (wildly). You blackened my reputation to make 
yourself solid in her eyes — and now you're deliberately keei>- 
ing me out of the game to show me up and 

David (interrupting). Enough of this, Phil. Eor your 
own sake, don't force me to tell the truth. 

Phil, (worked up). Never mind your threats! Go ahead 
■ — let's hear your fairy tale! 

David (looking him in the eye). It's because you've sold 
yourself to throw the game. 

Phil. That's a lie! a damned lie — and you know it! 
(Strikes David Mow across face with gloves. David raises 
clenched fist about to strike Phil.) 

Eleanore (noiu at his side, appealingly) . Dave. 

David (recovering self-composure. Slowly lowering hand). 
You'll be sorry for that! 

Picture. 

QUICK CURTAIN. 



A Football Romance. 27 



ACT II. 

Scene. — The study room ahout nine o'cloch in the evening of 
the same day. The scene represents a student's room in 
a dormitory adjacent to the University Building. Door 
c. with lock. Single doors r. 1 and R. 2 (both opening 
in). Down l. is a large open fireplace. Up l. a large 
hay-window looking out over the campus. A long, wide 
seat, well filled with pillows, cushions, and over-hanging 
drapery, is built in and ahout the window, forming some- 
what of a recess, portieres now heing drawn open over the 
same. A large arm-chair is before the fireplace. Fire- 
place is lighted. L. c. is a library table, with a chair r. 
and hack of it. A couch R. c. To the r. of c. door and 
against wall is a book-case. The room is decorated loith 
hric-a-brac, photographs of actresses, several Hogarth 
prints, Gibson and Christy drawings, pictures of various 
athletic events, college colors, boxing gloves, fencing 
masks and foils. The table is littered with books, papers, 
etc. a lighted student's lamp, box of cigarettes, match- 
holder and a vase of roses are also on same. Coats and 
hats on coat tree near door. Carpet and rugs down. 
Blue light streams in through window. 

ENTER Richard d. c. 

Richard (goes to d. r. 1. Knocks) . Dave ! Dave ! {Moves 
to table) 

ENTER David r. 1. 

David (quietly). What is it? 

Richard (who appears anxious). The folks will be over 
for the dance to-night. They're anxious to see the rooms. 
Do me a favor, Dave, and don't let on that we've decided 
to break quarters. Keep it a secret until after they leave — ■ 
they'll be going day after to-morrow. 

David (quietly). I don't want to do anything to injure 
you in their eyes — we've been too good friends in the past 
for that. It's quite agreeable to me — we'll let things run on 
as of old, until they've departed. 

Richard. Thanks — thanks. (With effort) Then there's 



88 A Football Romance. 

another thing. They've come on here especially to see me 
in the game to-morrow and 

David {emphatically). No, I won't change my stand on 
that. 

Richard (appealingly). You don't know what I was about 
to say. I don't so much care about not being in the game — 
it's the reason for being kept out that bothers me. (Plead- 
ingly) For God's sake, Dave, don't let them know the truth. 
It would break the old gent's heart, I know, — and as for 
mother and sis — ? (Brokenly) Isn't there a way out of it? 

David. I'd like to help you if I could. 

Richard (quietly). If it's all the same to you, — I'll tell 
them I'm not feeling well. 

David. Perhaps, after all, that would be the better way. 

Richard (anxiously). And if they question you? 

David. I'll do all in my power to keep the truth from be- 
coming known. 

Richard (offering hand). You're a good sort, Dave. 

David (shaking his hand). I'm only sorry this thing has 
come about. But I'm captain of the team and responsible 
for its showing on the gridiron. You can't blame me for 
the stand I've taken. 

Richard (warmly). I only blame myself. I would have 
done the same as you — had I been in your place. 

ENTER Susie Spriggs d. c, carrying a basket filled with 
laundry-work. 

Susie. 'Xcuse me — ^I fergot ter knock. 

David. Never mind. Come right in. 

Richard (to Susie). I'd almost despaired of your showing 
up to-night. 

Susie. It is pretty late — ain't it? We had ter hustle like 
the mischief ter get through. 

Richard (taking up basket and going to d. r. 2). I'll be 
out in a minute. [EXIT d. r. 2. 

Susie. Don't hurry on my account. 

David (down to table, taking up book and turning pages). 
Sit down, Susie. 

Susie (sits on couch). Thanks. 

David. Suppose we'll see you over at the game to-morrow ? 

Susie. Couldn't very well go on without me. 1 was to go 
to the dance ter-night but Auntie couldn't finish the dress 



A Football Romance. 29 

she's makin' fer me. (Suddenly) Say — I do hope you boys 
win. 
David (looking at hooh). We're going to do our best. 

ENTER Richard d. r. 2, with empty basket. 

Richard (to Susie. Handing her hasJcet). Here you are. 

Susie (handing him statement). And here you are. 
(Richard looks at statement and then hands it to David) 

David (looking at statement). That all. (Takes money 
from pocket. Hands a hill to Richard) Here's my half. 
(Richard hands two hills to Susie) 

Susie (who has been watching ihem with interest). You 
fellers always whack up everything. Pals ain't yer? 
(David doesn't answer, hut turns to table and busies himself 
with books) 

Richard (embarrassed, clears throat). Yes — yes. (To 
Susie — changing topic) By the way — there's a white vest 
missing. Better speak to your mother about it. 

Susie (at d. c). All right — and if it's ready — I'll bring it 
over. Much obliged fer the money. (Opens door) 

David (suddenly). Oh, hold on a moment. (Taking roses 
from vase) You can take these along with you. 

Susie (taking roses. All smiles). Thanks awful. Maw 
always did like flowers and they'll cheer her up, I know. 

[EXIT D. c. 

Richard (going to d. c). Going below, Dave? 

David. No — I'd be out of place down there. Guess I'll 
stay in to-night. 

Richard. I'm going over to the hotel first to call for the 
folks. (Opens door) 

ENTER Thorndyke, Mrs. Thorndyke and Eleanore. 

Thorndyke (to Richard). Hello, Dick, we were just about 
to pay a brief visit. 

Richard. And I was on the point of calling for you. 
(David up) 

Thorndyke. You don't say? (To David) Pardon our 
forcing ourselves upon you in this manner, Mr. Graham, but 
Eleanore's been telling us so much about these rooms that 
my wife 

Mrs. Thorndyke (to Thorndyke). Now Malcolm — don't 
always put it on to me. You were quite as anxious as any 
of us. 



30 A Football Romance. 

Thorndyke. Have it your way, then. (To David) We 
thought we'd like to look around a bit. 

David. I'm very glad you came. 

Thorndyke (looking around). Very cosy — I must say. 
(Taking up photograph of actress from top of hook-case and 
intently gazing thereon) Ah ! I see you've got a lot of high 
kickers on the premises, too. (Reprovingly to Eichard) My 
boy, I can't say that I much admire this. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (pointedly to Thorndyke). Then please 
leave off staring at it so. (David and Eleanore laugh 
heartily. Thorndyke clears throat and hurriedly replaces 
photograph) 

Richard (opening d. r. 2). This is my room. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (looking in). Certainly very comfortable. 
(To Thorndyke) Do let us look around. 

Thorndyke. Yes, my dear, yes. (Knock on d. c.) 

[EXIT hoth D. r. 2. 

ENTER Susie Spriggs d. c, chewing gum and carrying a 
small parcel. 

Susie. Here's the vest. Had it mixed with Rollie Under- 
wood's duds. Met him in the hall. (Eleanore up from 
couch. To Eleanore) Did I scare you Miss? 'Xcuse me. 

Richard (taking parcel from her). That's all right, 
(Susie is about to EXIT) 

Eleanore (to Richard). Is this the Miss Penfield you've 
so often mentioned in your letters? 

Richard. No, that is Susie Spriggs, our wash-lady's 
daughter. (Susie hows with a grand sweep) Susie 
(Introducing Eleanore) my sister. 

Susie (wiping hand on dress and then offering it). 
Pleased ter meet you. 

Eleanore. Do you belong to the college? 

Susie. Nope — I belong down the village. (Looking at 
Eleanore's dress) Gee! what a pretty dress. Groing to the 
dance I suppose. 

Eleanore. Yes. 

Susie. Goin' ter stay over fer the game too, ain't yer? 

Eleanore. Expect to. 

Susie. S'pose you'll root? Yer want ter whoop it up fer 
the " yellow and red " and good and hard ! 

Eleanore. I presume you intend doing your share. 



A Football Romance. 31 

Susie. Shure? Jes' watch me. (Removing gum from 
mouth. Then enthusiastically) 

" Boom a lacka — boom a lacka 

Bow ! Wow ! Wow ! 

Ching a lacka ! Ching a lacka ! Chow ! Chow ! Chow ! 

Boom a lacka! Ching a lacka! Boom! Ba! Bix! 

Rogers University, Nineteen-six." 

Ain't that the way ter do it? Well I guess! (Placing gum 
in mouth) See you later! [EXIT d. c. 

Eleanore. She's certainly an enthusiast. And I imagined 
I had it bad. (To Richard and David) You know — ever 
since I subscribed to the college paper and read about the 
games, I've been so anxious to do my share in assisting the 
team to victory. I hope you boys do splendidly. 

David (quietly). Thank you. 

Eleanore (to Richard). And Dick, — you must do some- 
thing to make us all proud of you. (Enthusiastically) 
Wouldn't I cheer if only you could do something to win the 
game for your side — and wouldn't mother and dad be over- 
joyed ! 

Richard (with effort). I'm afraid I won't be able to play 
to-morrow. 

Eleanore (up. Surprised). Won't be able to play? Why, 
whatever do you mean? 

Richard. I'm not in condition — I'm a bit under the 
weather — I — I — (Changing subject) Please Eleanore — ^I'd 
a great deal rather we didn't talk of it just now. I'll explain 
it to you later. (Dashes hand across forehead. Then re- 
ferring to parcel in his hand) I'll put this out of the way- 
be back directly. ^ [EXIT d. r. 2. 

Eleanore (puzzled — looking after him). Whatever can be 
the matter with the boy, I wonder? (Turning. To David) 
Won't you tell me? 

David (troubled). I — the fact is 

ENTER Phil. d. c. 

Phil. I beg pardon — (Pointedly to David) — I thought 
you'd be quite alone. 

David (sharply to Phil.). You'll find Miss Thorndyke is 
chaperoned by her parents if you take the trouble to look in 
there. (Points to d. r. 2) 



32 A Football Romance. 

Phil, {looking off d. r. 2). That's different. {To 
Eleanore) I called at the hotel but you'd gone. 

Eleanore {sits on couch). We waited sometime after the 
appointed hour. 

Phil. I was detained in the village on business. {To 
David) Dave — I know you're a little bitter toward me after 
the exhibition I made of myself this afternoon — and I want 
you to accept my apology. I quite forgot myself. 

David {quietly). "We're all liable to make mistakes in the 
heat of passion. As far as I'm concerned — the whole thing's 
blotted out. 

Phil, {anxiously). Then — you're going to let me play to- 
morrow ? 

David {surprised). Let you play. {Crossing to r.) No, 
no — that is out of the question. If you only expressed your 
regrets with the idea of making me change my position — I'd 
much rather you hadn't expressed them at all. {At d. r. 1) 

Phil. Then there's no possibility of my lining up with 
the boys? 

David. I think I've made my meaning quite clear on that 
point. [EXIT d. r. 1. 

Phil, {looking angrily after him). So that also failed. 

Eleanore. Whatever is the trouble between you two? 
You seem always to be quarreling. 

Phil. I'll tell you. I'm a candidate for next year's 
captaincy. I'm making a strong fight of it and he knows 
that if I played to-morrow, I'd show him up and undoubtedly 
assure my election and his defeat. 

Eleanore {indignantly). I don't believe he'd stoop to 
practices as low as that. 

'Piuh. {surprised). Don't you though? {Then regretfully) 
Eleanore — Your attitude toward me has changed since this 
afternoon. I've hardly been able to say a word to you. But 
with Graham it's different. You've been in his company 
almost constantly 

Eleanore {indignantly). Phil. Morley! 

Phil, {continuing). You can't deny it — and now when I 
come here unexpectedly to see him — ^I find you 

Eleanore {haughtily). I won't listen to you. You have 
no right to speak to me like this. {Starting to cross toward 
d. r. 2) I'll call my father. 

Phil, {catching her hand. Passionately). You can't 
blame me for being worked up. Eleanore, I admired you iu 



A Football Romance. 33 

the days, when, as children, we went to school together — and 
now that you've grown to womanhood I love and adore you. 
That's why I sometimes forget myself when speaking to you 
— that's why I — (Attempts to take her in his arms. Knock 
on D. c.) 

ENTER immediately Matilda Penfield, d. c, in time to see 
Eleanore draw away from Phil. 

Matilda (surprised) . Heigho Philly! (Phil, appears con- 
fused. To Phil.) They told me Pd find you up here. 

Phil, (in trouble. Introducing Tilly). Eleanore — this is 
Miss Penfield. (To Tilly, presenting Eleanore) Miss 
Thorndyke. 

Eleanore (looking at Matilda in surprise). Then you are 
the Tilly Pve heard so much about? 

Matilda (returning her gaze). And you're Dick's sister, 
eh? (Offering hand) Put it there! (Warmly shakes her 
hand) Oh we'll get on together — for I like your style. I'll 
show you around and make it lively for you. The boys all 
know me — (Slapping Phil, on chest) — don't they Phil, old 
boy? 

Eleanore (shocked. Aside). "Old boy!" Gracious! 

Phil, (thoroughly angered. To Matilda). Never mind 
all that. (Reprovingly) Be a little careful — will you? 
(Goes up to window and looks out) 

Matilda (looking after Phil. Dazed. To Eleanore). 
That certainly is throwing the cold water over a fellow, ain't 
it? '* Pe a little careful, will you?" (Shivers) I never 
thought that o' Phil. — no, sir, I sure didn't. (Significantly) 
And that's my pard ! You know Phil, and I are on the best 
o' terms — old friends — very old friends. 

Eleanore (surprised). Indeed! 

Matilda. Why yes. Surely he must have mentioned the 
fact to you, that we are to be 

Phil, (wheeling around. Sharply). Tilly! 

Eleanore (to Phil.). I'll join the others. (Coldly to 
Matilda) You'll pardon me — won't you ? [EXIT d. r. 2. 

Matilda (looking after her). What's the matter with her, 
I wonder? Guess I didn't make extra good. 

PriiL. (down — angrily). What the devil ever brought you 
here, anyway? 

Matilda (facing him). Because you lied to me this even- 



34 A Football Romance. 

ing over at the house. You said you weren't going to the 
dance — and here I find you all togged up and 

Phil, (sharply). I don't want any more of your talk, 
Tilly. We've reached pretty near the breaking point. I tell 
you, I'm not attending the dance and that ought to satisfy 
you. 

Matilda. It ought to — but it doesn't. (With sarcasm) 
Oh I'm on all right. I see the attraction — Dick's sister. She 
came on unexpectedly placing you in a peculiar predicament. 
And I suppose your promises to me are scratched — tabooed. 
Well, trot along. Tilly Penfield's all right when there's no 
other girls around. Go ahead — run your limit. She — (Re- 
ferring to Eleanors) — won't be here forever and I'll have 
you comin' back to me before the week's out. (Bitterly) 
But don't imagine you can throw me over as easy as all that ! 

Phil, (angered). Take care — don't go too far. 

Matilda (her eyes flashing). If you don't protect me I'll 
protect myself, and unless you keep to your promise and 
marry me I'll 

Phil, (facing her. Apprehensively) . Well — what? 

Matilda. I'll cause a scene that'll show you up in your 
true colors. 

Phil, (changing manner). See here Tilly, I'm in a pretty 
mess. I confess I stated what wasn't exactly so — but it was 
because I thought you'd get all worked up if I told the truth. 
I knew Dick's sister in the city — she's an old friend of the 
family — and all that sort of thing. Now when she came on 
unexpectedly this way — in a measure — it was up to me to do 
all in my power to make her visit an agreeable one, don't you 
see? So when it was suggested — I, of course, had to promise 
to take her to the dance. That was all. Can't you see the 
position in which that placed me ? 

Matilda. But why didn't you explain it to me this way 
when you were at the house? 

TiUh. (puzzled). Why? Because I didn't think you would 
believe me. You see I'm perfectly candid. (Patting her on 
shoulder) They're only going to stay two days. It wouldn't 
do to have her go back telling my people that I slighted her. 
You're the only girl I really care for. Now be the Tilly 
of old — give up your idea of attending the dance to-night 
just to please me — and let's forget what happened just now. 

Matilda. Then you don't really love her? 

Phil. Pshaw! What in the world ever put that silly; 



A Football Romance. 35 

notion Into your head? Of course not. Can't you trust me 
any more? 

Matilda. Yes, but 

Phil. I mean to do right by you Tilly, my word upon it. 
Only you must grant me the time I've asked for. Under my 
father's will, if I marry before I'm thirty — {Quicliy adding) 
But you hnow all that. I've explained it to you dozens of 
times. Now go, go, before the others return — I don't want 
them to carry back tales to my people. {Gets her to d. c.) 
There's a good girl. I'll see you to-morrow — after the game. 

Matilda. You really mean it? To-morrow? 

Phil. Yes. Now go ! go ! 

Matilda (throiuing her arms about his necJc. Passionately 
hissing him) Phillip! [EXIT d. c. 

Phil, {angrily looking after her. Bitterly). Damn her! 
I suppose wow it's all off as far as Eleanore is concerned. 
I'll never be able to explain Tilly's behavior. {Waltz music 
hy orchestra off, very pp.) Hello, the dance is on. 

ENTER Thorndyke and Mrs. Thorndyke d. r. 2. 

Thorndyke {to Phil.). Just got over, Phil.? 
Phil. Yes — detained in town. 

ENTER Eleanore and Richard d. r. 2. 

Thorndyke {to Phil.). About time we went below. I 
don't want to remain up too late. I've got to be in shape for 
the excitement of to-morrow. {To Mrs. Thorndyke) Come, 
Susanna. {Moves to D. c.) 

MIrs. Thorndyke. Yes dear. 

Thorndyke {to Eleanore). I presume Phil, will act as 
your escort. 

Phil, {stepping forward). Why yes, I 

Eleanore {taking Richard's arm). No — Richard has 
promised to take me. 

Thorndyke {surprised). Eleanore 

Phil, {staggered). I thought that you promised 

Eleanore. I've changed my mind — that's all. {To 
Richard) Come. Dick. 

[EXIT Eleanore and Richard, arm in arm d. c. 

Thorndyke. Well, I'm blessed! 

Mrs. Thorndyke. What ails the girl, I wonder? 

Thorndyke {to Phil.). Had a spat, I suppose — a lover's 
quarrel. {With forced laugh — patting Phil, on shoulder) 



36 A Football Romance. 

It'll all come out right in the end, my boy, — ^I know from 
experience. Susanna and I had similar disagreements during 
the days of our courtshii) — years ago. 

Mrs. Thorndyke {indignantly) . It wasn't so many years 
ago, Malcolm. 

Thorndyke {placing arm ahout her). Long enough though 
— for us to forget all aboiit them, my dear. {To Phil.) 
I'm sorry for you, my boy. Wliatever started it? 

Phil, {doggedly). I can't explain in any other way save 
that she loves another. 

Thorndyke and Mrs. Thorndyke {staggered). Another? 

Phil. Yes. She hasn't been the same toward me since 
she met this Graham fellow. 

Thorndyke {puzzled). Graham fellow? Why, you don't 
mean — ? {LooTcs in direction of D. R. 1.) 

Phil. He's told her a lot of things about me that aren't 
true. 

Thorndyke. And my daughter — my Eleanore gave 
credence to them? {Feelingly to Phil.) Phil, lad, it has 
been my one desire to see you both happily united as man and 
wife. I can't — I won't believe that ray wishes have so ruth- 
lessly been dashed to earth. 

Phil. I can give you no other reason for her coldness 
toward me. 

Thorndyke. Outside the fact that Dick has made a chum 
of him, we know little or nothing about this Graham. His 
ancestors — where he came from — everything! is a blank as 
far as we are concerned. {Firmly) I'll put an end at once 
to Eleanore's foolish infatuation for the fellow and give her 
to understand — that from henceforth she is to see him no 
more. {To Mrs. Thorndyke) Come Susanna. {To Phil.) 
Join us in the palm room, Phil., later in the evening. I want 
to go into this matter — more fully. 

[EXIT Thorndyke and Mrs. Thorndyke d. c. 

Phil, {chuckling) . I guess I've put a damper on Graham's 
ambitions after that. 

ENTER David d. r. 1. 

David. Have the others gone? 

Phil. Yes. I purposely remained to have a word with 
you. 

David. I thought we'd quite exhausted our topic of 
conversation. 



A Football Romance. 37 

Phil. It's in regard to another matter. Dick's sister. 

David (looking Phil, in the eye). I don't intend to discuss 
the lady. 

Phil. Neither do I- I'm going to give you some advice. 

David. Indeed ! 

Phil. You vpant to keep out of the path of her father. 

David. Really ! 

Phil. Eleanore is practically engaged to become my wife 
and he's advised her not to see or speak to you again. 

David. I'm thankful for the interest you've taken in my 
behalf. 

Phil, (going to d. c). So if you realize what's good for 
you — be warned in time. 

David (quietly). Thank you. 

[EXIT Phil. d. c. slamming door. 

David (stands as if dazed an instant). What new deviltry 
has he been up to, I wonder ? I don't believe old Thorndyke 
would go to this extreme without, at least, giving me a hear- 
ing. And yet he's known Phil. Morley for years and would 
believe any statement emanating from him in preference 
to mine. That is only natural. (Comes down to table) 
What does it matter, after all? (Pauses and sighs) And 
yet — somehow — I've never admired any girl as I do this one. 
It's more than a passing fancy, this time — it's a lasting 
impression. I'll never get her out of my mind — I know, I'll 
never forget her. (Sighs) Pshaw, I'm getting to be a senti- 
mental old fool. I, who vowed years and years ago, never to 
look at the same woman twice. I can't — I won't believe that 
I've fallen desperately in love. No, no — that's too unlike me. 
I'll think no more about it to-night — I'll let her fade from my 
memory forever. (Removes coat and throws it off d. r. 1.) 
But there's one thing I'll have to set myself right with the 
old man, if what Morley says is true. I'll see the old gentle- 
man in the morning and give him my version of the affair. 
(Sits at table) And now to work. (Takes up papers) It's 
hard to be compelled to change signals after getting the 
others down so pat. It means practice to-morrow morning 
before the game — and that should have been avoided. But 
there's no way out of it. Morley knows the old signals and 
there's no telling — he may have given them out to the 
opposition. (Looks at paper and then writes) We'll change 
that " thirteen — twenty-one — and seven " (Pauses, thinks and 



38 A Football Romance. 

'iinally deciding') — to "nine — twenty-seven — and three." 
(Enoch on d. c.) 

David (looking up). Hello — who can that be, I wonder. 
(Places hook on papers. Knock repeated) Just a moment 
— just a moment. (Rises, goes to door and opens it. Waltz 
music ceases. ENTER Leigh under the influence of liquor) 

David (surprised). Well, well, Algie — you're certainly in 
a pretty state. 

Leigh (unsteadily). Hie! — that's what they just told me 
down stairs. Wouldn't let me — hie! — go in for the dance! 
(Sinks on couch) 

David (closing door). And I don't much blame them. 
Where have you been ? 

Leigh. Over to the village. Shay — I met a lot of the 
Haverly boys and we got talking about the game to-morrow — 
and 

David. The rest is apparent — you drank more than was 
good for you. (Reproachfully) Algie! Algie! whatever is 
to become of you — if you keep this up? 

Leigh (looking at him). Keep what up? 

David. Why this pace. My boy, you've been going at a 
pretty good clip the past few weeks. 

Leigh. Nonsense — there's nothing the matter with me — 
hie! (Draws flask from, pocket and raises it to mouth) 
Join me? 

David (quickly). Hold on, Algie! (Takes flask away 
from him) You've had more than is good for you, now. 
(Places flask on table) You mustn't drink any more to-night. 

Leigh (sullenly). Mustn't I? hie! — well, we'll see about 
that ! 

David (crossing to d. r. 1, and opening same). You'd 
better lie down on my bed and sober up a bit. I'll see you 
over home later. 

Leigh (stuhhornly) . You'll do nothing of the sort. 

David. Now don'.t be headstrong, Algie. Take a friend's 
advice. 

Leigh. That's the trouble — hie! — I've been taking the 
advice of my friends all night. 

David. But not the right kind. Come, come, old chap. 
(Goes to couch and assists him to feet) There you are. 
Now do as I ask — please. 

Leigh. Well — all right. (Goes unsteadily to d. r. 1. 
Turns) Won't you let me have another drink? 



A Football Romance. 39 

David. No — not any more to-night. 

Leigh {pleadingly). Please — ^just one. 

David. No — {Going to table, talcing up fiasJc and putting 
it on mantle) — not another drop. 

Leigh {with toss of head). All right. {Taking flask con' 
siderably larger than the other one from his pocTcet) That 
settles it. 

[EXIT unsteadily D. R. 1, winking at audience. 

David {turning). That's right — that's right. {Goes to- 
ivard D. R. 1 and closes it) A half hour's sleep will bring him 
around again. {Enoch on d. c.) 

David. H'm — it doesn't look as if I'd get much time for 
my work. {Aloud) Come in. 

ENTER Eleanore hreathlessly d. c. 

David {taken aback). Miss Thorndyke! 

Eleanore {nervously). 1 don't suppose you'll ever forgive 
my coming to you in this way, but I really couldn't endure 
it any longer. 

David {moving toward d. r. 1.). Pardon me — ^I'll put on 
my coat. 

Eleanore {nervously). I'm only going to remain a mo- 
ment. I wanted to ask you a question. {With effort) Is it 
true that my brother isn't in to-morrow's game? 

David {halting). Why — who told you that? 

Eleanore. Dick himself. Don't you remember? We 
were talking about it in this very room when Mj. Morley 
entered and interrupted our conversation. I've just come 
from Dick. He pretended he was unwell and seemed so 
desirous of evading my questions, that I came to ask you. 
Is it really so? 

David {quietly). Yes. 

Ei;EANORE. And the reason, — if I may make so bold to ask ? 

David. Has already been stated by your brother. 

Eleanore {despairingly). I know something strange has 
happened to-day. This afternoon I heard you charge Phil. 
Morley with having sold the game and now Dick has 
suddenly withdrawn — with no apparent excuse. I can't 
attribute it to illness for he was so enthusiastic only yester- 
day when we received his last letter. Tell me candidly, Mr. 
Graham, why he won't play? 

David {with effort). I can add nothing to what Eichard 
himself has told you. 



40 A Football Romance. 

Eleanore. Something tells me you are endeavoring to 
conceal the truth from me. Tell me, please tell me—was 
Dick in any way connected with Phil. Morley's wrong doing? 

David {troubled). Miss Thorn dyke I — I 

Eleanore (quichly). He was! he was! I can read it in 
your thoughts. " Actions speak louder than words " at 
times — and now I know the truth — the terrible truth. 
(Brohenly) Oh Dick! Dick! how could you — how could 
you ! 

David (feelingly). I'm sorry Miss Thorndyke that 
matters have taken their present form — but it wasn't of my 
making 

Eleanore. I don't blame you. It was Dick's boyishness 
that lead him into it — his inexperience with the world. But 
he'll do whnt's right if given another opportunity — I'll vouch 
for that. Only reconsider your decision, Mr. Graham, and 
let him play — please let him play to-morrow. (David re- 
mains silent) Dick's made a confidant of Phil. Morley — who 
doesn't measure in my estimation at all, as a proper model 
to follow. That was his undoing. He's easily influenced 
and only needs someone properly to advise and encourage 
him. He thinks the world of you, Mr. Graham, — he's often 
said so in his letters. (Tahing hold of his arm) Please— 
for my sake — let him play. 

David {crossing to tahle). I should certainly like to be of 
assistance to you. Miss Thorndyke 

Eleanore {pleadingly). I don't know how you could 
better serve me than by granting my one request. Dick'll 
play for all he's worth — I assure you of that — for I'll speak 
to him myself, this very night, if only you say the word. 

David {after a pause). Miss Thorndyke, it would take a 
heart of stone to withstand your plea. I don't know how to 
answer save with surrender — ' — 

Eleanore {eagerly). Then your answer is favorable? 

David {quietly). Yes — Dick can play. 

Eleanore. How good of you — you've made me so happy! 
And now, I'll give you another reason for my great anxiety. 
I don't know what incensed father against you — but he's 
just told me never to see or speak to you again. Phil, 
Morley must have been at the bottom of it — for I saw them 
talking together only a moment before. I knew if Eichard 
was kept out of the game — father would imagine you did it 
because of his mandate against you — and I do so want to 



A Football Romance. '41 

make you both friends again before we leave for home. 

David. I can't imagine what has so suddenly prejudiced 
your father against me — it seems only the briefest interval 
since we were on the best of terms. {Orchestra plays landers 
very pp.) 

Eleanore. Never mind, he'll be all right by to-morrow. 
I'll bring him around, trust me for that. And now I must 
be making haste or they'll miss me below. {Extending 
hand) I want to thank you for what you've just done for 
me — I promise never to forget it. 

David {tahing her hand). And Til never forget you. 
{Loud Icnoch on D. c.) 

Eleanore {quicl-ly withdrawing hand). Who can that 
be? 

David {lightly). One of the boys, very likely. 

Eleanore {alarmed). I mustn't be found here — like this. 

David. That's so — it would be embarrassing. {Quickly 
goes up and noiselessly locks door. Then in whispers) 
S — h. Remain perfectly quiet and whoever it is will soon 
go away. {Knock repeated) 

Thorndyke {heard without). Open the door, do you 
hear? Open the door! 

Eleanore {starting). Father! {Wringing hands) Oh, 
what shall I do? 

David {trouhled). Since he demands it — I can't very well 
refuse to open the door. 

Eleanore {alarmed). But think of me! He'll find me 
here — alone with you! {Despairingly) What a mistake I 
made in coming here this way. I realize it now — when it is 
too late. How can I ever explain my action? 

Thorndyke {without, pounding on door). Open the door, 
do you hear? 

David {suddenly). I have it! {Drawing portieres} 
Quick — get behind these. 

Eleanore. Oh please — please don't let them find me here. 
{Gets behind portieres. David glances hurriedly about room. 
Knock repeated) 

Thorndyke {thoroughly aroused). Open the door — or 
we'll break it down! 

David. Yes, yes, I'm coming. {Coolly opening door) 
Why good evening, gentlemen! 

ENTER Thorndyke angrily d. c, followed by Phil. 
who glances anxiously around. 



42 A Football Romance. 

Thorndyke (comes down c.)- Well sir, where Is my 
daughter ? 

David (closing d. c.)- Your daughter? How should 7 
know ? 

Phil, (insolently). We're here to ask questions — 7iot to 
answer them. [Quickly goes to d. r. 2. and EXITS. 

Thorndyke (to David). My daughter was seen to enter 
this room by Mr. Morley, despite the fact that I warned her 
but a moment before never to see you again, sir. 

David (coming down and standing before D. R. 1.). Mr. 
Thorndyke I am at a loss to 

Thorndyke (sharply). You play your part well — but 
understand from the first that we did not come here to 
engage you in a war of words. (Angrily) Where is my 
daughter ? 

ENTEE Phil. d. r. 2. 

Phil. She's not in that room! (Starts toward portieres, 
then turning and espying David) Ah — at last we know! 
(Pointing D. R. 1.) She's in there! (Hurriedly comes down) 

Thorndyke (angered. To David). Open that door. 
(David shields door as if attempting to conceal someone) 
Did you hear me, sir? Open that door! 

David. I don't feel called upon to comply with your 
demand. 

Phil. Then we'll find a way to make you. 

David (loudly). I warn you not to enter here. 

Thorndyke (brokenly). Eleanore — my child! How could 
you — how could you! (Then with effort, recovering com- 
posure. Angrily) Stand out of the way, sir, or you'll bring 
down upon you the wrath of an irate father. (Eleanore now 
cautiously out from behind portieres, unseen by others) 

David (coolly facing them and drawing their attention) 
If you will only remain calm, gentlemen, I will be pleased 
to serve you, but I refuse emphatically to be disturbed from 
my work and bull-dozed 

Phil, (worked up. Interrupting). You contemptible 
scoundrel, you add insult to injury, do you? Open that 
door, or, by God I'll — (Draws revolver from pocket and 
levels it at David. Eleanore crosses to d. c. David pulls 
D. r. 1 open. Phil, and Thorndyke make a step forward 
as if to peer into room. Leigh, his clothing disarranged, his 
collar unbuttoned, his hair dishevelled, with empty flask. 



A Football Romance. 43 

stands in doorway. Eleanore passes off d. c. noiselessly 
closing door after her) 

David (triumphantly to Phil.). Now are you satisfied? 
(Phil, and Thorndyke aghast) 

Picture. 

QUICK CUKTAIN. 



ACT m. 

SCENE. — A corner of the field, about half-past four o'clocJe 
in the afternoon of the next day. Setting showing rear 
of foot-hall stands and dressing room of players under- 
neath. Grand-stand on either side, running from r. c. 
off R., and from h. c. off L. A large double gate between 
the two stands. (The rear of stands only is seen. For 
the purpose of adding realism, spectators are seated on 
the highest rotv of seats, their bacJcs to the audience, 
looking toward drop.) Under the stand l. are the dress- 
ing rooms of the Rogers Team. A door with sign over 
same bearing words "Rogers Quarters" leads to room. 
Wooden benches on either side of this door. Pail and 
tin dipper being on bench l. Wooden bench also against 
stand R. At corner of R. stand, a small leafless tree with 
several broken off boughs, so that Harris can climb 
same. Gates open from c. and out toward footlights. 
A small hnot-hole in c. of one of the gates, used as a 
peephole. Drop at bach shotos football gridiron and 
goal. At rise of curtain cheering, tooting of horns, etc., 
heard off r. DISCOVEEED Shelby standing at gate 
anxiously looking off R. 

Omnes (off R.) "Rickerty, Eackerty, Eah! Eah! Eah! 
Haverly College, 
Sis! Boom! Bah!" 

ENTER from quarters David wearing a regulation foot- 
ball uniform and sweater. 

David (to Shelby. Cheering etc. dies out). What's 
happened ? 

Shelby. Haverly came near scoring a touch-down. 
Edwards made the tackle which saved the day. 



44 -^ Football Romance. 

David. That boy's playing a corking good game. We'll 
have a hard time breaking through their line. They've a 
much stronger aggregation than last year. 

Shelby. Yes — but luck's been dead agin us. First it 
was Lawrence — then Morley had to be kept out — and this 
morning you 

David. It was unfortunate that I should injure my side. 

Shelby. I always advised taking things easy in practice. 

David. It was no easy matter breaking the boys in to the 
new signals. In running with the ball I slipped — (Cheer 
heard off r.) 

Shelby {peering off through hole). Hello! what's that? 
Something's up! 

David. Guess I'll see what it is. {Cheering ceases) 

[EXIT through gate. 

ENTER L. Algernon Leigh, a chrysanthemum in his button- 
hole and a college flag of yellow and red in his hand, 
while Susie Spriggs, carrying a tin horn, leans on his 
arm. 

Leigh {to Shelby). Hello "Pop" Shelby. 

Shelby {turning). Hello Algie — {Then to Susie. Dof- 
fing hat) — and Miss Spriggs. You're late. 

Leigh. I know — had to wait for Susie to get ready. 

Shelby {chuchling). Considering that, you're early. 

Susie. Auntie didn't finish my dress until a couple o' 
minutes ago. {Spinning around) How do I shine up? 
Kinder scrumptious, I reckon. 

Shelby. Could see you coming a mile. 

Leigh. How's the game ? 

Shelby. Pretty hot. First half's near over. 

Susie. Gee whiz — should say we are late. And the score ? 

Shelby. Ain't been any scorin' as yet. Haverly only 
got in a while ago, — an accident on the road delayed their 
train. The halves have been cut down to fifteen minutes — 
so's they can finish before sundown. 

Leigh {handing him tickets). Turn these in, will you? 
We don't want to go away around to the main gate. It'll 
take too long. 

Shelby {scratching head) It's agin orders but 

Susie {giving him a shove). Go ahead — what's bitin' yer? 
_No one will say a word. 

Shelby. Well, seein' as how you ask it. Miss 



A Football Romance. 45 

Susie. You can't refuse. {To Leigh) Come on, Algie. 
{Places horn to mouth and hlows loudly) 

(EXIT ■pompously through gate, followed hy Leigh. 

Shelby {calling after them). Hold on — you forgot to 
take the checks for your seats. Algie ! Algie ! {Hurries off 
after them. Cheer heard off R.) 

ENTER cautiously r., Mr. Harris with field glasses thrown 
over his shoulder. He looks l. and then goes to gate 
and peers through hole. ENTER from quarters, Phil. 
wearing a regulation foot-hall uniform, a sweater throv;n 
over his shoulders, the arms tied around the neck. 

Phil, {espying Harris). What's new? 

Harris {coming down. Breathlessly). We nearly had a 
goal a minvite ago. Hendricks had the ball within five yards 
of the Rogers line when Edwards — the confounded meddler 
— made a tackle that robbed us. 

Phil, {goes up to gate and looks off). They haven't been 
able to retain the ground gained. Cox just nipped the ball 
from Rogers on a fumble. Never mind, we'll land the 
money yet. 

Harris {sadly). Don't be too certain of that. 

Phil, {coming down). Are you whining again? 

Harris. How can I help it when I see the Rogers boys 
playing a stronger game than they ever did before? They'll 
walk away with it. 

Phil, {his foot on tench). P'shaw — you're seeing things! 
It's a patched-up team. Wait a while and then see them 
weaken. They won't be able to stand the gaff much longer 
and the Haverly eleven will romp away with the champion- 
ship. 

Harris. Let us hope so anyway. What made Graham 
keep you out? 

Phil, {bitterly). He must have got wind of things. It's 
made me look pretty shabby before the eyes of the faculty. 

Harris {quickly). Yes, yes, Thorndyke! I bet he's told 
everything. 

Phil. Never mind — I'll get even. 

Harris {sadly). Yes — but where will I come in? It's der 
money I'm after. {Whistle heard off r.) 

Harris {looking off). Time's called! 

Phil, (quickly to Harris). They'll be returning here. 



46 A Football Romance. 

We'd better not be seen together. It may look suspicious. 
(Goes into quarters) 

Harris (sadly). Yes — and it looJcs as if my money was 
up der creek. (Moves R. Spectators gradually begin to leave 
stands) 

ENTER from gate, Mrs. Thorndyke, followed hy 
Thorndyke and Eleanore. 
Thorndyke (with sarcasm). So that's what they term 
the " Great American game of foot-ball," eh ? 

Eleanore. Isn't it just too exciting for anything? 
Thorndyke. Well, it's the roughest affair I ever saw. 

[EXIT Harris r. 
ENTER from gate Leigh. 

Eleanore. If Dick's team would only wake up and make 
a showing. 

Thorndyke. Didn't they lay out three of their opponents ? 
What more could you ask? 

Mrs. Thorndyke. I wish it were over. Something tells 
me my boy will be killed. 

Thorndyke (down c. With sarcasm). If that's all that 
happens to him — I'll consider him lucky. 

Leigh (assuringly to Mrs. Thorndyke). Don't be 
alarmed, Mrs. Thorndyke, Dick wasn't much hurt. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (excitedly). Wasn't much hurt? Then 
it was my boy after all? 

Thorndyke. What are you driving at, my dear? 

Mrs. Thorndyke (to Leigh. Excitedly). That young 
man who was injured — don't you remember? The one they 
carried to the players' bench — tell me, tell me, wasn't that 
my son ? 

Leigh. Yes, but 

Mrs. Thorndyke. I thought so! (Gives a cry and sinTcs 
limply into Thorndyke's arms) 

Thorndyke. She's fainted! (To Eleanore) Quick! 
Some water! Do you hear? Some water! (Eleanore 
hurriedly goes to bench, fills dipper with water from pail. 
Looking hard at Leigh as he struggles with Mrs. Thorndyke) 
And as for you — you blithering idiot — as for you 

Leigh (nervously). Why, sir — I sincerely trust I said 
nothing to occasion your wife's distress. 

Thorndyke (angrily). No — of course not — you simply 
gave her to understand that — that 



A Football Romance. 47 

Eleanore (interrupting him as she hands him dipper). 
Here's the water, dad. 

Leigh (aside). There seems to be trouble brewing. Guess 
I'll go. 

(EXIT noiselessly through gate. Eleanore fans Mrs. 
Thorndyke with handkerchief.) 

Mrs. Thorndyke (drinJcs and moans). Oh Dick — Dick, 
my boy. Let me go to him — let me 

ENTER from gate, Richard, a small piece of court plaster 
over his eye, assisted in hy Underwood. A numher of 
the players follow them, some going into quarters, others 
with sweaters thrown over their shoulders, grouping R. 
of stage and conversing. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (espying Richard — throws her arms 
about his neck). Dick! Dick — my boy! (Eleanore finally 
assists Richard to bench l.) 

Richard. "What is it, mother? 

Thorndyke. She thought you'd come to an untimely 
end — and little wonder. (With sarcasm) My boy, it isn't 
possible they object to biting in that game? 

Richard (indignantly). Why ask such a ridiculous 
question, dad? 

Thorndyke. They did everything else. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (to Richard). Thank goodness it's over! 

Richard. Why, that's only the first half. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (alarmed). Gracioi;is! Then there's 
more to come? 

Richard. Of course. I'm all right. Just a little cut over 
the eye. It doesn't amount to anything. 

Thorndyke. If I had my way — the boy never would have 
got mixed up in this confounded college business. The only 
thing he knows is football— and he doesn't appear to Tcnow 
enough about that to prevent being hurt. (Eleanore, Mrs. 
Thorndyke and Underv/ood group about Richard) 

ENTER from gate David followed by Ten Eyck and other 
students in civilian clothes, wearing chrysanthemums 
and yellow and red ribbons. 

Ten Eyck (to David). That's no excuse, Dave. We'll 
lose this game unless something is done. 



48 A Football Romance. 

David. He can't play — that's all. (Ten Eyck and others 
DOWN c. crowd about David) 

Ten Eyck (to David). Now see here, Dave. Look at 
this thing in the proper light. Personalties should be 
brushed aside in a matter of this importance. Phil. Morley's 
the strongest player on your team — you've got to admit that 
— and yet you persist in keeping him out for no apparent 
reason whatever and substituting a weak man like Bennett. 

David. Boys — there is a reason — a good reason — why he 
isn't in the game. 

Ten Eyck. Then what's the matter with letting the boys 
know what it is ? It can't be lack of condition — and it's 
certainly not at his request — for he's told me himself of his 
anxiety to play. 

David (endeavoring to get away. Emphatically). I won't 
discuss the subject further. Morley's forfeited his right to 
play — and that settles it. 

Ten Eyck (worked up). You're making a mistake, Dave. 
If the game is lost — it'll be up to you. 

David. I'm not seeking to shirk the responsibility. 

Ten Eyck. Then we've had your final word? 
.David (firmly). Yes — Morley can't play. .(Slowly into 
quarters) 

Ten Eyck. All right. (To others) Eeady boys — one, 
two, three! 

Ten Eyck and Others (begin to shout in chorus'). 
Morley! Morley! We want Morley! Morlev! Morley! We 
want Morley! (And locking arms, they EXIT oif through 
gate, continuing their shouting until the sounds die out in 
the distance) 

Thorndyke (looking around). What is this anyway — a 
lunatic asylum? 

Eleanore (touching him on arm). Hush papa. 

Underwood (who has been writing memoranda in note- 
book. To Richard). What can be Capt's reason? Do you 
know? 

Richard. Dave's doing it — and that's reason enough for 
me. 

Thorndyke (looking around). Where's that peanut 
vendor? I'm as hungry as a bear. Talk about hotels? 
That one in the village is the limit — and no mistake. 

Eleanore (to Richard, wiping his forehead with her 



A Football Romance. 49 

handkerchief). The first half was awfully exciting. I 
thought at one time, the other side would score. 

Underwood. My heart was in my mouth. 

Thorndyke {absent-mindedly) . Yes, sir — they handed me 
a steak this morning for breakfast — and I swear you couldn't 
get the fork 

Mrs. Thorndyke {reprovingly). Please do be quiet. 

Thorndyke {turning on her). Well — it's the truth, isn't 
it? 

ENTER from gate Matilda. 

Matilda {to Richard). Oh hello, Dick — glad to see you 
on deck! Thought they'd put you under the table. {Patting 
him on shoulder) Congratulations old man — on your play- 
ing. 

Thorndyke {loohing at her through his glasses. To Mrs. 
Thorndyke). Who's this one? 

Richard {to Matilda). Allow me to present my mother, 
father and sister, Eleanore. {Introducing Matilda) Miss 
Penfield. 

Matilda {shaking hands with Mr. and Mrs. Thorndyke). 
Howdy-do. {To Eleanore) We've met before — ^haven't we? 
{To Thorndyke) What did you think of our boys? Pretty 
near vip to snufF, what ? 

Mrs. Thorndyke {shocked). Gracious — what language! 

Matilda {to Thorndyke). The only trouble is, Capt. 
Graham is playing a lot o' dead ones. You should see them 
when they line up strong! Why we'd win hands down with 
Phil. Morley playing end. {To Richard) You want to 
shake a leg this time, Dick — and start something. (Thorn- 
dyke and Mrs. Thorndyke exchange glances. To Richard) 
Why, there ain't any o' you playin' up to form. You all had 
a chance for a spiel when " Baby " Metcalfe flunked on that 
drop kick — but no — you did the Indian sign — and now they've 
got your number tinless you get a move on. {Players grouped 
r., now go off through gate) 

Matilda {ohserinng them). Hello — must be time fer the 
Ref. to toot his whistle. Wonder where Phil, can be? Any 
of you seen him? 

Underwood. Not recently. {To Richard, assisting him to 
feet) Better let me help you inside. A few moment's rest 
will help considerably. 

Richard {rising). I'm all right now. {To Mr. and Mrs, 



50 A Football Romance. 

Thorndyke) You'd better be returning to your seats. 
They won't permit anyone to cross the field after time's been 
called. 

Matilda (now r. To Thorndyke). That's all blarney — 
Mr. Thorndyke. Them rules have been in camphor so long — 
they've died a natural death. Why I'd hike up to the 
players bench if I felt like it. (Sits on hench r.) 

Thorndyke (looking at her). Very likely. (To Susanna) 
Come, dear. (To Eleanore) Eleanore. 

Eleanore (to Eichard). Now please do try real hard this 
half, Dick. 

Richard (pressing Tier hand). I'll do my best, sis — I'll do 
my best. (Underwood assists him to quarters) 

Thorndyke (halting at gate. Calling after Richard. In 
sarcasm). And mind Dick — don't be rough. 

[EXIT through gate laughing heartily, followed hy Mrs. 
Thorndyke and Eleanore. 
Matilda (referring to Thorndyke). He's a breezy old 
skate. 

ENTER Shelby from quarters ahoui to go through gate. 

Matilda (espying him). Hello, Pop. (Up) 

Shelby.^ Tilly Penfield! Well! Well! Well! (LooJcs at 
her) I ain't seen you — — 

Matilda, Since the night Willie Tremayne gave the 
Junior blow-out 

Shelby. Three years ago! Billie was a good fellow. 
Whatever became of him? 

Matilda. Passed in his chips a few months after he 
graduated. (Surveying Shelby) Gee, but you're puttin' on 
weight. Turn around! (Wheels him around) You used 
to be a pretty trim fellow when first I met you. You wanter 
train down. 

Shelby (chucJcling) . Same old Tilly. How's doin's? 

Matilda. Nothing extra. There's a woozy crowd here, 
now. 

Shelby. So they tell me. 

Matilda. Save for a few — all the sixjnders have pulled 
up stakes. What's your specialty? 

vShelby. Oh, I manage to eke out a livin'. Train a base- 
ball team in the spring — got a four year contract with the 
Rogers' boys in the fall — and between times, — ^well, I won't 
starve to death, that's certain. 



A Football Romance. 51 

Matilda (loohing him over). No — I gness not. (Whistles) 
A four year contract, eh? 

Shelby. Well — not exactly. It's all conditional — depend- 
ing on the success of the team in to-day's game. 

Matilda. Oh — then it's a matter of rooting for your 
bread and butter. Sorry I'm on the other side of the 
fence. 

Shelby. Why, ain't you — ■ — ? 

Matilda. No — my money and sympathy's with the 
Haverly boys. (Quickly) Seen Morley about? 

Shelby. He's inside. Want him? 

Matilda. If it ain't troubling you too much. 

Shelby. Not at all. (At door of quarters. Calls off) 
Morley! Morley! (To Matilda) Still living in the same 
place ? 

Matilda. Sure. Drop in and see us some night. You'll 
always find a few of the old guard on hand. 

Shelby. Thanks — I will. 

ENTER Phil, from quarters. 

Shelby (to Phil.), Tilly wanted you. 

[EXIT through gate. 

Phil, (waits until he has gone. Then to Tilly. Irritated). 
What are you after, now? 

Matilda. Oh, don't be so grouchy. I think I can help 
you — if you'll only be half civil. 

Phil. Help me? In what way? 

Matilda. I'm on to the whole thing. The bet Harris 
made and all that. 

Phil, (turning on her). Who told you? 

Matilda. Harris himself. The poor old fellow was over 
at the house this morning according to an appointment which 
you failed to keep — and while waiting — I got it out of him. 

Fmh. (bitterly). The fool! 

Matilda (quickly adding). Not without some coaxing, 
though. He's risked his all on the job — 'and I think there's 
a way of winning out. 

ENTER Harris r. 

Phil, (angrily to Harris). You're a fine pill to go 
spouting all over town. 

Harris. 'Vy, what's der matter? 

Katilda (to Harris). Phil.'s all riled up because you let 
me in on the ground floor. 



52 A Football Romance. 

Harris (to Phil.)- I only told Tilly — honest — my word 
upon it! 

Matilda. And it's probably a lucky thing for both of you 
that he did. (To Phil., pulling him around) Now listen. 
(Looks around) I know you're dead sore on Dave 
Graham 

Phil, (bitterly). Sore's not the word for it! 

Matilda. And I also happen to know about the throw- 
down you received from Dick's sister. 

Phil, (looks sharp at her). Why, how ? 

Matilda. Never mind! I've got eyes and ears — and 
make a practice of using them. I heard old Thorndyke rake 
you over the coals good and plenty for the break you made 
last night. 

Phil. Then you were — — ? 

Matilda (coolly). In the palm room — keeping tahs on 
you. It was right after you both came down from Graham's 
room! Oh, I wasn't fool enough to go home when you told 
me. I wanted to see your cards — and now I'm satisfied you 
mijiht as well throw your hand on the deck — for you haven't 
a chance in the world of marrying the Thorndyke girl. 

Phil. You know too damned much. 

Matilda. Thanks — that's the first compliment I've had 
out of you in a long time. Now, if you're looking to get 
even? 

Harris. We're looking to win the money — dot's the 
principal thing. 

Matilda. Then there's a way of accomplishing it. (Glanc- 
ing around before speaking. To Phil.) You'd be surprised 
at the wonderment expressed by the people in the stands at 
you're not being in the game. Now, if someone was to 
spread the rumor that Graham had sold the game — and was 
purposely keeping you out to bring about the defeat of the 
team 

Phil. Pshaw, it's too late for that! 

Harris (to Phil.). Wait — wait — let her finish — don't be 
so quick mit your decisions right away. 

Matilda (continuing). It would spread like wild fire. 
They're just in the spirit for it. Next, if it were possible, 
in some way or other to keep Dick Thorndyke out of the 
second half — the crowd would demand that you be put in. 
Then, if Dave refused — and the game was lost 



A Football Romance. 53 

Harris (to Phil.). Don't you see? We'd win der money 
und you'd get credit besides. 

Matilda (to Harris). Why, it would insure Phil.'s elec- 
tion to the captaincy to-night without a doubt. 

Phil, (thoughtfully). With Dick out of the game — the 
playing strength would be considerably weakened. (Then as 
thought occurs) Ah, but suppose Graham did meet their 
demands and sent me in — ? That would put it up to me '{ 

Harris (quickly). Yes — und couldn't you hold back? 
Chuck such a bluff dot you are playing for dear life? Yoi, 
yoi, man — vat is der matter mit your head? 

Phil, (to Matilda). You're right Tilly. It's a good 
scheme. I'm out now to show these people that I can't be 
trampled under foot. I mean to defeat that — (Suddenly 
looking in direction of quarters) S — h. Someone's coming. 
(Harris quickly crosses and stands well l. of stage, near 
water pail) 

ENTER Richard from quarters, followed hy Underwood. 

Matilda (to Richard). Why, Dick — surely you don't in- 
tend to return to the game? 

Richard. I've got to stick to the finish. 

Matilda. Yes — but you're so weak. Pride is one thing, 
you know — and fool hardiness another. You ought to have 
a substitute. 

Richard. I know — but Capt.'s in no shape to play and — 
(Espying MoRLEY — rises) — I wouldn't let you take my place 
because I know what's in your mind. 

Phil. Is that so? (Bitterly) I haven't seen the crowd 
set wild by any star work on your part! 

Richard (worked up). Well, I'm playing honest — and 
that's more than you would do. 

Phil, (angered). You dare say that to me? (Suddenly 
springs at Richard, clutching him hy throat, and bringing 
him down on one knee) Take it back! Take it back, do you 
hear? 

Matilda (catching Phil, hy arm). Phil.! Phil.! You're 
making a serious mistake! (Phil, realizing his error, quickly 
throws Richard to ground) 

Underwood (immediately at Richard's side assisting him 
to bench). Some water — one of you! Quick! (Richard 
is weak and limp. Harris hurriedly has taken phial from 
pocket and emptied contents in water pail beside him) 



54 A Football Romance. 

Matilda. Yes, yes. (Hurriedly has crossed to pail, filled 
dipper and is about to turn and hand it to Underwood) 
Here you are! 

ENTER David from quarters. 

David (coolly talcing dipper away from her). I wouldn't 
give him that — if I were you. (To Underwood) You'll 
find fresh water near the players' bench. 

Underwood. All right. (Hurriedly crosses c. and starts 
toward gate) 

Richard (up). Never mind. I don't need any. I'm quite 
myself again. [EXIT Harris l. 

Phil, (to Graham). That's a nice way to insult a lady. 

David (removing pail from bench). I don't imagine even 
the lady can properly find fault with what I did or said. 

[EXIT with pail into quarters. 

Underwood (to Richard). I'll assist you, Dick. 

Richard. Thank you. (Going up to gate. Turning to 
Phil.) We two aren't quits, as yet. 

[EXIT with Underwood through gate. 

Phil, (bitterly). You can bet we're not. I hold the 
trump card — that receipt! (Spectators begin to resume seats 
on stands) 

Matilda (to Phil., patting him on shoulder). Never 
mind, Phil. — there's still my part of the work to be done. I 
won't fail in that. 

Phil. Tilly, you're a dear. It's our only salvation. 

[EXIT Matilda through gate. 

Whistle blows off r. ENTER from quarters David, followed 
by other players. 

David. Now, boys, you've got to make this half count! 
Force the issue at all times — don't waste a minute. Remem- 
ber, it's our last opportunity! 

[EXIT through gate followed by the others. 

Cheer heard off r. Phil, goes up to gate and is about to 
EXIT when Shelby ENTERS confronting Mm. 

Shelby (restraining him). Hold on, Phil. You can't go 
on the oval. It's the captain's orders. He's raised a ban 
against you. (Closes gate) 

Phil. He's made a personal grudge — a college affair. 



A Football Romance. 55 

Shelby (blocking his way). I don't know anything about 
that. Those are my orders and I've got to obey them. 

Phil, (coming down, shrugging shoulders). It doesn't 
matter. I didn't want to see the game anyway. 

[EXIT into quarters. 

Shelby (cheers mingled with sounds of rattles, horns, etc., 
off R. Looking off). The boys are holding their ground — 
but making little headway. If Phil, and Dave had played 
to-day we'd a — (Sighs and comes down) But why frame 
up excuses at this early stage? All isn't lost as yet. There 
may still be hope. (ENTER David from gate) 

Shelby (stopping at door of quarters). How are you 
feelin', Capt.? 

David (c. His hand to his side). That side of mine is 
giving me no end of trouble. 

Shelby. Better see a quack about it. May have a couple 
of broken ribs. 

David (sinking on tench L.). It's not as bad as that. 

Shelby. Well, you never can tell. [EXIT iiito quarters, 

ENTER through gate, Eleanore carrying the college colors 
in her hand. 

David (observing her — traces up). Miss Thomdyke — 
aren't you watching the game? 

Eleanore (down 0.). What's the use? I haven't had an 
opportunity for cheering. (At his side) Why don't you 
permit Phil. Morley to play? 

David. Do you know, I purposely remained away from 
the players' bench to avoid being asked that very question? 

Eleanore. And is it then so difficult to answer? 

David. I'm afraid if the pressure continues, I'll have to 
tell the truth. 

Eleanore. The truth? 

David (biting lip — then looking at her an instant). 
Perhaps I shouldn't have said that. 

Eleanore. But it isn't true — I won't believe it of you. 

David (puzzled). Won't believe what? 

Eleanore. The things they are saying about you in the 
stands. 

David (puzzled). The things they are saying about me? 
(Anxiously) Tell me — what are they? 

Eleanore. Well — that you have purposely kept Phil. 
Morley out of the game — that you were not really hurt in. 



56 A Football Romance. 

practice this morning — that you are feigning your indisposi 
tion — and that you have sold out to the opposition? 

David {slowly rising). Sold out? They dare say that? 
{The truth dawning upon him) My God! 

Eleanors. It isn't true — is it? 

David {worked up). True? True? I'll strike down the 
first man who dares accuse me of it. {Cheer heard off R. 
Excitedly goes tip to gate and looks off). The Haverly boys 
are forcing matters, now. Look! They'll make a touch- 
down unless someone stops that runner. {Suddenly) There 
goes your brother ! Good boy, Dick ! Go it ! They said you 
were weak ! Show them that they were mistaken ! Let them 
see what you're made of. Go it! Go it! Now, you've got 
him I That's the boy ! ( Worhed up — turning to Eleanore) 
He's brought him down ! {Spectators cheer) 

Eleanore (l. c. who has heen anxiously awaiting result, 
enthusiastically waving colors) Hurrah! Hurrah! It's the 
first opportunity for cutting loose I've had all afternoon, 
{Whistle blows off R.) 

David. What can have happened? {Loohing r.) Some- 
one's been hurt! 

Eleanore {anxiously). What again? I do hope it isn't 
serious. 

David. I must see who it is. {Starts off. Stops suddenly) 
Here's one of the boys, now. 

ENTER Ten Eyck, hreathlessly, through gate. 

David {anxiously). One of our men? 

Ten Eyck. Thorndyke! He's out for the rest of the 
game. 

Eleanore {starts). Dick! {Gives a moan) I must go to 
him! 

Ten Eyck {to Eleanore). He's all right. Badly winded 
— that's all. They're bringing him here. 

David. And after that bully tackle. Too bad! Too bad! 
{Begins hurriedly to remove siveater) 

Ten Eyck {to David). You're not going into the game in 
your condition? 

David. There's no one else to take his place. 

ENTER from quarters Phil, and Shelby — and through, 
gate Underwood and several other players and spec- 
tators assisting Richard, who is pale and limp. 



A Football Romance. 57 

Eleanore (immediately goes up to assist him). Dick! 
Dick! 

Richard. I'm all right, sis — I'm all right. (Sits on 
bench l. Eleanore busies herself attending to him) 

Ten Eyck (to David). Here's an opportunity of squaring 
yourself, Dave. Let Morley play. 

David (emphatically throwing sweater down). No — I 
won't hear of it. 

Ten Eyck. You're deliberately throwing the game away. 

David. I'll take my chances on that. 

Omnes (in chorus). Morley! Morley! We want Morley! 
Morley! Morley! We want Morley! 

Phil, (ivho has crossed r. To IDavid). That's just it — 
you're not taking any chances. 

David (his eyes flashing. To Morley). Don't you enter 
into this unless you want me to make public my reason for 
keeping you out. 

Phil, (insolently). You can't tell much more than we 
already know. 

Ten Eyck (patting Phil, on haclc). Good boy, Phil. — give 
it to him! (Omnes cheer Morley) 

David (to Phil. His eyes flashing). What are you driv- 
ing at? (Whistle blows off) 

Phil. I'll bet you can't honestly deny having sold this 
game? 

David (strikes Phil, a heavy blow, Tcnoching him down). 
You have nay answer to that! I trust I made it plain 
enough. [EXIT through gate. 

Eleanore (enthusiastically). Good for you, Dave! 
(Turns to Richard. Omnes general movement. Phil, rises 
slowly. Ten Eyck assists him to feet) 

Phil. Thanks, Fred. (Cheer mingled with tooting of 
horns heard off r. Whistle heard off) 

Ten Eyck. Game's called! 

[EXIT Omnes in confusion, through gates. 

(Phil., Eleanore and Richard are now alone on stage.) 
Richard (to Eleanore). Help me to quarters, sis — I want 

to lie dovsTi. 

Eleanore. All right. (Assists him to feet and EXIT 

into quarters. Phil, wipes face with handkerchief and goes 

up to gate and looks off r.) 

ENTER Mr. Harris from l. 



5^ A l^ootball Romance. 

Harris (to Phil.). What was the row? 

Phil, (reluctantly). Nothing. 

Harris. Nothing? — and he knocked you down? (En- 
deavoring to get a look at Phil.'s face) He didn't hurt you 
— did he? 

Phil, (sharply). No, no, no — I tell you! 

Harris. Don't go up in der air about it. How's Thorn- 
dyke playing? 

Phil. He's out of it. 

Harris (surprised). Out of it? 

Phil. Yes, and Graham's taken his place. 

Harris. Yoi, yoi — den Tilly's little scheme didn't work? 

Phil. Work ? — no ! Just as I predicted — it proved a rank 
failure. (Looking off. Suddenly) Hello! There goes a 
fumble! Haverly's lost the ball! (To Harris) I can't 
help feeling a bit worried. Dave Graham would lose his arm 
in an attempt to win this game. How many minutes to go? 

Harris (consults watch. Julnlantly) I haven't kept time. 
Not over a few! (Nxidging Phil, in side) It's all right, 
Phil. If we can't win — at least it'll be a tie. We'll get our 
money back again. (Cheer heard off) 

ENTER Eleanore from quarters, the colors in her hand, 
and observing them, stands in door-way. 

Phil, (loohing r.). Hello! (Grasping Harris "by arm) 
What did I tell you? Graham's got the ball! (Excitedly) 
There he goes ! 

Harris (endeavoring to looJc through hole in gate) Let 
me see! Let me see! 

Phil, (roughly pushing him out of the way). Oh, get out 
of the way! 

Harris. I can't even get a look for my money! (Cheer 
heard off R.) 

Harris. Vat is it? Vat is it? (Dances around and then 
espying tree, begins hurriedly to climb same getting on 
branch and loohing R.) I'll see anyway! (Eleanore, 
unobserved by others, excitedly mounts bench L., and on tip- 
toes anxiously looks off R.) 

Phil, (looking off). He's got a lead, too — I want to tell 
you. Running like mad! Who's that just started after him? 

Harris (peering through field-glasses) Eh? Oh, yes. 
Hobart the sprinter of the Haverly team. (Excitedly wav- 
ing arms) Go it, Hobart! Go it! 



A Football Romance. 59 

Eleanore (enthusiastically). Hurry, Dave! Hurry! 

Harris (worked up). By golly, only forty yards to go! 
It's a race for the money ! Yoi, yoi, yoi ! 

Phil. Hobart's got the speed! He's gaining! See him? 
See him? (Excitedly) Keep it up! Keep it up! 

Eleanore (on bench, still unobserved by others). Please 
do hurry, Dave. (Spectators are now showing their interest 
by standing up, anxiously looking off) 

Phil, (as if disgusted). What's the matter, Hobart, old 
man? You're hardly moving! Come on! Come on! 

Harris. Twenty yards to go! 

Phil. Dave'll make it. He'll make it I tell you! They'll 
win the game! 

Harris (on tree — to Phil. — angrily). Veil don't tell it 
to me — don't you think I got eyes and can see? (Wildly 
waves arms) 

Eleanore (waving colors). Faster Dave! Faster! 
You've only a step to go ! 

Phil, and Harris (all worked up. Wildly). Come on, 
Hobart! He's got him! Go it! Go it! 

Eleanore. No, he hasn't! Hurry Dave! Hurry! (Spec- 
tators in stands are now on feet, wildly yelling, cheering, 
blowing on horns and waving colors) 

Harris (suddenly, as bough breaks, falls from tree). Oh 
yoi, yoi, yoi! 

Phil, (looking off). Too late — too late! He's made it! 
Won the game! (Comes down and joins Harris r. Whistle 
heard off R.) 

Gates suddenly thrown open. ENTER crowd of players 
and spectators wildly cheering, frantically waving colors, 
and carrying David (his hair disheveled and holding 
Rugby ball) on their shoulders, perfect din of cheering 
and tooting of horns heard. 

Picture. 

QUICK CUHTAIN. 

SECOND PICTURE. 

(Spectators, football players etc., crowded around David 
cheering and waving colors. David shaking Eleanore's 
hand, center of group.) 



6o A Football Romance. 



ACT IV. 

SCENE. — Same as Act II, the study, about eight o'clocTc of 
the same evening. No change in setting. Light burn- 
ing in fireplace. Lamp is lighted on table. Portieres 
are drawn. DISCOVEKED David Graham, rather pale, 
his right-arm bandaged, seated in arm-chair L. of table, 
propped up by pillows, a coverlet thrown over his hnees. 
Leigh stands c, making memoranda on card. 

David. Oh yes — and you might let the chef smother 
that steak with mushrooms. 

Leigh (writing). Anything else? 

David. The dessert! I nearly forgot that. What have 
they? 

Leigh. I don't really know. (Starts to go) Perhaps I'd 
better get a menu. 

David. No, no — I don't want to delay too long. I'm 
afraid some of the boys will be dropping in on me. Bring 
up whatever's tasty. 

Leigh (reading from memo.). Let's see. Now there's the 
soup — the steak with mushrooms — vegetables? — yes — they've 
been looked after; — dessert, tea and toast. (Thoughtfully) 
There's nothing else? 

David. That appears to cover it pretty well — don't you 
think ? 

Leigh. Quite a spread for a sick man. 

David. Confound it, Algie — I wish you'd leave off with 
that. I'm not sick — though they'd like to make the worst 
kind of an invalid out of me. The fact is — I'm as hungry 
as the proverbial bear. A broken arm and a sprained side* 
aren't going to tie me down even if the doctor orders it. 

Leigh. I'll hustle it right along. [EXIT o. a 

David. So much for that — now if I can get away with it 
before the doctor returns, I'll feel as if I've accomplished 
something and be at piece with the world. 

ENTER Richard d. r. 2., dressed for the street. 

Richard (espyinn David). I'm glad to see you on the 
mend, old man. (Comes down and offers hand) It's the 
first time I've been able to get a look at you since this 



A Football Romance. 6z 

afternoon. Sorry to hear of the accident. They tell me you 
had to undergo ether for the break in your arm. 

David (who has shaken with his left hand). The doctor 
made me take it — though I tried to fight it off. He's a 
peevish old chap — Doc. Barnard — and I had to give in or go 
without hia services. I tell you it's a tough experience. 

EiCHARD. So I've been informed 

David. I'm referring to the after effects. Doc's issued a 
pronunicomento that, save for a little broth, I'm not to par- 
take of food until to-morrovp — just think of it! 

Richard. I suppose he knows what's best. 

David (irritated). For pity sakes, let's talk of something 
else. My head's just buzzing with the subject — I've heard 
so much of it. Where are you bound for? 

Richard. Downstairs to the meeting — the election. 
(Fingering his derhy) By the way, Dave — the folks are 
returning home on to-morrow's early train. It won't be 
necessary for us to keep up the deception any longer. I've 
got my things in readiness — I'll change quarters as soon as 
they've gone. 

David (surprised). Change quarters? (Emphatically) 
You'll do nothing of the sort. 

Richard. But I thought — 

David. All that's of the past, now. We'll let things run 
as they did before it happened. 

Richard (coming down). Then you really believe I tried 
my hardest? 

David. I know it, Dick — you never played a better game. 

Richard (feelingly). Thanks. (Quietly) This whole 
thing's been a mighty good lesson to me. I've found out 
who my friends are. 

David. Im glad of that. 

Richard. Phil. Morley's shown his true self — ^and even 
dad's down on him since the insinuation he made against 
Eleanore — and as for mother? Well, you should see her 
when his name is mentioned. (Fingering hat) There's 
only one thing worries me. 

David. Eh? — and what is that? 

Richard (loohing down). I never told you, Dave — but 
when I mixed in with Phil, and his partner, Harris, they 
paid me a certain sum to — well to throw the game. They 
made me give a receipt for the money — — 

David (interested). Go on — go on. 



62 A Football Romance. 

Richard. And when I returned the money — ^they refused 
to give up the receipt. 

David. It is still in Phil.'s possession? 

Richard. It must be — since he threatened, this afternoon, 
to use it against me. 

David (thoughtfully). Tt's too bad you didn't get it away 
from him. 

Richard. It's too bad I ever signed it. That's the root 
of the trouble. (QuicMy) I made up my mind to see 
Phil, to-night at the meeting — call him aside — and demand 
it's return. 

David. I'm afraid that would prove disastrous. It might 
goad him on to using it immediately. Leave me to manage 
it. 

Richard. You ? 

David. Very likely I can get it away from him without 
much ado. 

Richard (anxiously). If you only could. But how? 

David. I don't know as yet. I'll find a way, only don't 
let him see you until to-morrow — even remain away from 
the meeting if necessary. It will avoid recalling the matter 
to his mind and it is just possible the whole thing may 
have escaped his memory. (KnocTc on d. c.) 

David. That's probably Algie. (To Richard) Now don't 
forget, Dick. Leave everything to me. 

Richard. All right Dave. Thanks. (Going to d. r. 2.) 
This is more like the old days — isn't it? (Enoch repeated) 

[EXIT D. R. 2. 

David (aloud). Come in. 

ENTER D. c. Susie Spriggs, warmly clad. 

Susie (espying David). Gee whitakers — you're up! 

David. Does it surprise you, Susie? 

Susie (coming down). I'm flabbergasted. From what the 
folks are sayin' around town I thought I'd find yer plum on 
your back — with doctors and nurses and medicines galore. 

David. The reports are all highly exaggerated. 

Susie. Whatever that may mean. (Looking at his 
"bandaged arm) Gee, yer knocked that flyin' didn't yer? 
Auntie was all broke up when she heard erbout it and told 
me to bounce right over and offer her services. 

David. That was awfully kind of her. 

Susie. If there's anything she kin do ter helj) — ^you'ye Wt 



A Football Romance. 63 

ter say the word and she'll come over in double quick time. 

David. I appreciate her offer — but you can see for your- 
self Susie, that I'm not in as bad a fix as they'd paint me. 
I didn't imagine my injury would cause so much concern. 

Susie. Why everybody's talkin' erbout it. (Sitting on 
couch. Feelingly) I'm awful sorry it happened. Yer see 
— I always liked you more'n the rest 

David (laughingly). We've always got on pretty well 
together — ^haven't we, Susie? 

Susie. Um hm. Remember the first time we met? 
(Sighs) 

David. I'll never forget it. My! how time flies — ^nearly 
three years ago. You were a little bit of a tot, then. 

Susie. I ain't much bigger, now. My hands were all 
red — ^my dress was torn — and my hair was every which 
way. Wasn't I the sight, though? 

David (laughing — as if recalling the occasion). A sight 
for sore eyes. You'd been picking berries. 

Susie. Yep — and I cum across you sitting under a tree 
reading a book. 

David. That meeting made us friends. 

Susie. Yes, siree! (Sorrowfully) I only hope we'll re- 
main so — but I s'pose there ain't no need 0' me doin' that 
fer you'll be leavin' next year and like all the rest of the 
boys — we'll never see you again, (up) Can't I do any- 
thing? Guess real hard, now. 

David. No thanks — I'm quite comfortable. 

Susie (qnicMy going behind him). Here — let me fix yer 
pillows. (Tahes pillows from behind his hach, smooths them 
out and replaces them) There you are! (Enoch on d. c.) 

David (to Susie). See who that is — will you please? 

Susie. Sure. (Goes up and opens d. c.) 

ENTER Thorndyke, Mrs. Thorndyke and Eleanore. 

Thorndyke (espying David). Well, well, well! 

Eleanore (coming down and patting David on shoulder). 
I'm so glad to see you getting on so rapidly. 

Mrs. Thorndyke. Congratulations, Mr. Graham. 

David. I thank you all. Pray make yourselves at home. 
(Susie hurries around and places chairs for them) 

Thorndyke. Mr. Graham, we shouldn't have called upon 
you at this unseasonable hour was it not for the fact that we 
leave on the first train in the morning 



64 A Football Romance. 

David. Why, I feel honored that you should visit me at 
all. 

Thorndyke (continuing). I realize that I owe you the 
most humble of apologies. (Clearing throat) I did you a 
great injustice last evening, Mr. Graham, in speaking to you 
the way I did — an injustice that I will not be able to right 
as fully as I might wish. But I was mislead — and my 
discourteous treatment of you must be charged to the faith 
I placed in the stories of a contemptible blackguard. I 
trust you will find it within your province to forgive both 
my actions and my words. 

David. With all my heart I do so. I'm only sorry I can't 
offer you my hand. 

Thorndyke (patting him on hach). My boy — you're made 
of good stuff. I misjudged you from the first. And now, I 
want to congratulate you on your splendid work in to-day's 
game. That sprint of yours was a master stroke. 

Mrs. Thorndyke (to David). You should have witnessed 
my husband's behavior, while you were rvmning. Really, 
Mr. Graham, I was never so ashamed in my life 

Thorndyke. Well I'm glad I didn't miss it — it repaid me 
for the miserable night I spent at that hotel. 

Susie (who has been an interested spectator). Guess I'll 
be getting over home. (To David) Then there's nothing 
Auntie and I kin do fer you ? 

David. No, thanks — not just now. Come over again to- 
morrow if you care to. 

Susie. All right. 

David (suddenly). Just a moment, Susie. (To Thorn- 
dyke and others) Have you met this young lady? 

Susie. Sure — I know 'em. Saw you all over to the game, 
don't you remember? 

Omnes (cordially) . That's so. 

Susie. And maybe I didn't root when Dave came in ! 
My throat's so sore I kin hardly speak. (Opening door) 
Well, good night everybody. ( To David) Good night, Dave. 

Omnes. Good night — good night. 

Susie (suddenly calling hack). Oh, here's yer grub! 

[EXIT Susie d. c. 

ENTER Leigh d. c, struggling under an immense tray, on 
which there are a number of covered dishes, etc., a 
napkin over the whole. 



A Football Romance. 65 

David {to Leigh). Just put that out of the way for the — 

Thorndyke (up. Protesting). No, no — don't let us keep 
you from your evening's repast. {To Mrs. Thorndyke) 
Come dear — we'll return to the hotel. 

David. But Mr. Thorndyke, 

Thorndyke. We really only came to say good-bye. We've 
had a hard day of it — and I'm quite fatigued anyway. 
{Warmly to David) Good-bye, Mr. Graham. I'm very glad 
to have met you. 

David. Thank you. 

ENTER Richard d. r. 2. 

Richard {surprised. To Thorndyke and others). I didn't 
know you were here! 

Thorndyke. Just taking our leave, my boy. {To David) 
You must call and see us when you're in the city. We shall 
expect you. 

Mrs. Thorndyke. Yes, do — you'll be welcome at all times. 

Eleanors {suddenly to David. Looking at his hands). 
You poor boy — how in the world are you ever going to 
manage things? 

David. Really I don't know. 

Eleanore {to Thorndyke). Dad, I'm going to remain a 
little while and help Dave — I mean, Mr. Graham 

Thorndyke. But Eleanore 

Richard. I'll see her over home dad, when she gets ready 
to go. 

Thorndyke. Very well — just as you will. 

Mrs. Thorndyke. But mind dear, you don't stay up too 
late. 

Eleanore. I won't. 

Mr. and Mrs. Thorndyke. Good night — good night. 
[EXIT d. c. Leigh has placed tray on table. Richard takes 
hooh from hook-case and EXIT d. r. 2. 

Eleanore {to David). You don't think it presumptuous 
of me — inviting myself this way? 

David. It's kind of you to help a fellow out. 

Leigh {in David's ear). Say, Dave, there's one of the 
biggest crowds of the season at the meeting — and your name 
is on everybody's lips. 

Eleanore {lifting napkin from tray). Gracious — ^look at 
the spread. 

David {sheepishly. Pointing at Algee). He ordered it. 



66 A Football Romance. 

Leigh (quicJcly. Pointing at David). And you told me 
what to order. 

Eleanore. Why the doctor would be awfully displeased 
if he knew this. 

David. But I'm so hungry. 

Eleanore (removing napkin). The broth is very proper. 
I know he wouldn't object to that. 

David. But / do. (To Leigh) Whatever caused you to 
bring that up? 

Leigh. I thought it just the thing for a sick man. 

David (angrily). Confound it — leave off with that sick 
business — will you? 

Eleanore (going behind David and in business like manner 
tying large napJcin around his neck). Be careful — you 
mustn't excite yourself. (Leigh goes up to window and looks 

David (sighing). Well — ^I suppose I'm in for it. 

Eleanore (taking up bowl and spoon. To David). Now 
then — open your mouth. 

David (protesting). No — no! 

Eleanore. Come — do as I ask. 

David. But I don't like it. 

Eleanore. It isn't a matter of like or dislike — it will do 
you good, 

David (weakening) . You'll let me have the other things, 
too? 

Eleanore. I'm not going to bargain with you. We'll see 
about them later. (Coaxing) Come now. (Filling spoon 
and holding it toward him) Just to please me. 

David (with effort). Well — to please yoxi. then. (Swal- 
lows contents of spoon. Shivers) That's awful. (Eleanore 
refills spoon) What — again? (Makes face — drinks) 

Eleanore (same business). And once more. 

David (protesting) . No, no — that's quite enough. (Elea- 
nore pours soup in his mouth) 

David (sputtering). Oh, lor'. (Eleanore continues to 
serve soup from spoon while David continues business) 
Hold on — you're not giving me time to breathe. 

Eleanore (wiping his mouth with end of napkin). 
There, that's done! (Places bowl on tray) 

David. Thank goodness. (Eagerly) And now for the 
other things. How does the steak look ? 

Eleanore (lifts cover from platter). Very appetizing — 



A Football Romance. 67 

but on second thought I think you'd better obey the doctor's 
orders and abstain from solid foods. 

David (dejectedly). Then you're not going to let me 
have anything else ? 

Eleanore. It would be contrary to the doctor's wishes. 

David (with sarcasm). And we don't want to offend him. 

Eleanore. Exactly. (Loohing at tray) Now the fruit! 
There certainly could be no objection to that. I'll tell you 
what — (Takes dish of fruit from tray and moves to mantle) 
— we'll put it up here. It may come in handy during the 
night. 

David. That's kind of you. (Loolcing wistfully at tray. 
Aside) That pie looks tempting. (Glances around and 
then cautiously, with L. hand, removes plate from tray and 
places it on seat of chair r. of table) 

Eleanore (returning to table. To Leigh). You can re- 
move the tray, if you will. 

Leigh (coming down). By Jove, Dave — that's going to be 
a banner meeting. They're just streaming in. (Rests his 
hand on hack of the chair r. of table) 

Eleanore (placing empty fruit dish on tray). Why that's 
strange ! 

David (in moch surprise). Eh! What? 

Eleanore (to Leigh). I was certain there was a piece of 
pie on the tray. 

Leigh (nodding head in affirmative). Mince pie. 

Eleanore. And now it's disappeared. 

David (business as above). No! 

Eleanore (looking at David). Mysteriously disappeared! 
(Sternly to David) Are you certain — you didn't eat it? 

David (indignantly). Positive, madam! Positive! 

Leigh (in business like way taking check from pocket). 
Let's see. I may have been mistaken after all. I'll look over 
the check. (Pulling chair out from under table and eagerly 
scanning check) There was the broth — the steak — the — 
(About to sit) 

David (suddenly). Wait! (Leigh hesitates in mid-air. 
In warning tones) Don't sit down ! 

Leigh (heeding him — slowly turns and sees pie). Ah, 
yes, and — (Taking up plate and triumphantly holding it up) 
• — here's the pie ! 

David (in mock surprise). Why how did that 

Eleanore (laughingly). I guess you know well enough. 



68 A Football Romance. 

{To Leigh, relieving him of plate) You can remove every- 
thing now. (^Arranges napkin on tray) 

Leigh. Very well. (Takes up tray) 

David (pleadingly). And you're not going to let me have 
the 

Eleanore. Not a morsel. (To Leigh) Remove the tray. 

David (to Leigh). Algie — if you happen to see Phil. 
Morley down-stairs — ask him to come here — will you? 

Leigh. Certainly. [EXIT d. c. 

Eleanore (to David). You don't mean to say you're still 
friendly with that man after the way he insulted you this 
afternoon ? 

David. Hardly — this is a matter of business. (Crash off) 

Eleanore (starting). What can have happened? 

David (laughing). Algie must have dropped the tray! 
(Laugh off c.) 

ENTER D. c. Underwood, Ten Eyck, Shelby and one or 
two other students laughing heartily. 

Underwood. That's a good one on Leigh. (To David) 
Hello, Graham. 

Ten Eyck (to David). Glad to see you up — old boy. 

Underwood (observing Eleanore). Oh — ^beg pardon- 
Miss Thorndyke we didn't 

Eleanore (moving r.). That's all right — don't mind me. 
I'll join my brother. Only please don't excite the patient 
too much. (Omnes laugh heartily) [EXIT D. r. 2. 

Underwood (with sarcasm). Excite the patient? (Slaps 
David on hacJc, handing him newspaper) Glance your eye 
over that ! You're a big man to-night. The city papers just 
came in — and they've all got stirring accounts of your after- 
noon's work. 

David (looTcing at paper on his Jcnee). I didn't know I'd 
got so famous. 

Ten Eyck. You deserve it all, old chap. I'm sorry for 
the beastly way I talked to you to-day. I know you'll never 
forgive me. 

David. Nonsense — it's long ago forgotten. 

Shelby (handing him package containing large l)ottle). 
Here's a quart of champagne. It'll whet your appetite. 

David (sadly). As if it needed whetting. Honest boys— 
I haven't had a crumb to eat since breakfast. 



A Football Romance. 69 

Underwood. You haven't? Well say — (Going toward 
D. c.) — I'll see about that in just a jiffy! 

David (quickly). Wait Rollie! It's against orders. 

Shelby. Then you're really and truly down and out? 

David. Well — ^between the doctor and Miss Thorndyke — 
I suppose I am for a few days. 

ENTER D. c. Leigh carrying tray hearing cocktails. 

Underwood. Too bad you can't get down to the meeting. 
You'd have the best time of your life. 

David (sadly). I'm having that trying to get something 
to eat. 

Ten Eyck. We'll look after you — old man — as soon as 
we go below. (Leigh has proceeded to pass glasses) 

Shelby (to Leigh). Look out you don't drop that one, 
Algie. (Omnes laugh) 

Shelby (handing David a glass). Join us Dave — it won't 
hurt you. 

David (glancing in direction D. R. 2.). Well, all right, 
only don't let Miss Thorndyke know. (Takes glass) 

Underwood. All together boys! (To others) What's the 
matter with Graham? 

Omnes (lustily). He's all right! 

Shelby. Who's all right? 

Omnes. Graham! (Drink — then waving glasses, sing 
lustily) " For he's a jolly good fellow." 

ENTER Phil. d. c. in midst of singing, slowly coming down. 
Omnes draw away from him. 

Phil, (to David r. of table). You sent for me? 

David. Yes. (To others) Boys, excuse us just a mo- 
ment, won't you? Sorry to drive you away like this. 

Underwood. It's all right, we were going below anyway. 
Come on boys. (Omnes place glasses on tray tvhich Leigh 
holds and then start to sing " He's a jolly good fellow " and 
EXIT d. c, the sounds dying out in the distance) 

Phil, (to David). Well— what is it? 

David. You have in your possession, a receipt signed by 
Dick Thorndyke. 

Phil, (bitterly). Yes — damn him! 

David. Would you mind disclosing your object in retain- 
ing it? 

Phil, (sharply). That's my business. 



70 A Football Romance. 

David. I presume you know you have no right to it. 
The money was returned to you. 

Phil, (sharply). Who the devil knows that beside — 
(Then hites lips) 

David. You've as much as admitted it to me this very 
moment. 

Phil. I don't see why I should remain here to be quizzed 
by you. What's it all going to lead up to anyway? 

David (rising). Just this. I'm anxious to gain possession 
of that paper. What will you take for it? 

Phil. That all depends. 

David. You've already received its face value. Now 
suppose I was to 

Phil. Oh, money couldn't buy it. You might as well 
understand that from the first. 

ENTER Richard d. r. 2. 

David. Man — man — can't you be reasonable? 

Phil. I am reasonable. (Richard comes down r. Phil. 
Turning to Richard) You've had your little fling at me — • 
and I intend to get even. 

Richard. What have I ever done to you, Phil.? 

Phil, (with flashing eyes). What haven't you done? 
You've told your sister a lot of lies about me so that I've been 
jilted and made the laughing stock of the whole university. 
You've poisoned your father's mind against me and 

Richard. That's untrue Phil. — and you know it. You've 
brought it all down upon yourself. I don't see why I should 
be made to suifer for your mistakes. 

Phil, (worl-ed up). This thing's cost me the election. 
I've lost a good deal of my support on your account. I'm 
not going alone. If I sink — (Taking receipt from poclcet 
and waving it in Richard's face) — I'm going to take you 
down with me. 

Richard (worked up). You contemptible scoundrel! 

David (calmly). Gentlemen — gentlemen — let's not forget 
where we are. (To Morley) Your one ambition seems to 
be the captaincy of the next year's team. 

Phil. It's the only thing for which I've got a fighting 
chance. 

David. Suppose I was to withdraw from the race ? 

Richard (quickly). No, no, Dave — not that! Not that! 

Phil, (eagerly. To David). You mean — in my favor? 



A Football Romance. f/x 

David {coolly). I said "Withdraw from the race." 

Phil, {quickly). Do so and the receipt's yours^ You see 
I'm q ite willing to meet matters when they're put to me 
half way. 

EicHARD {over to David). No, no, I won't submit to it. 
It would be cowardly of me. It wouldn't be right. 

Phil, {to Richard). It's your one salvation. If it were 
simply a matter of getting even with you I'd tell the 

Richard {angrily facing him). Oh, you can do your worst. 
{Crossing R.) Thank God, there's still another way out 
of it. {Drawing revolver from pocket) 

David {in commanding tones). Dick! What would you 
do? 

Richard. End it all by suicide. 

David. For shame — for shame! And by so doing leave 
your sister — your loving parents to live on the memory of 
your disgraceful death ? Be a man Dick — not a child ! Give 
me that revolver — keep to your promise of a short while ago 
■ — and leave me to manage this affair. 

Richard {reluctantly). Yes — ^yes but not at such a price 
— such a sacrifice! 

David. Your future is more to me than the office — much 
as I would be honored by it. {Holding out L. hand) Give 
me that revolver. (Richard hesitates, and then impulsively 
crosses to David and places revolver in his hand) Now write 
as I dictate. 

Richard. No, no, I can't do it Dave — it would be too 
humiliating. 

David {firmly). Write as I dictate. (Richard sighs and 
then sits in chair R. of table and taJces up pen and paper. 
To Phil.) It is agreed, upon my withdrawal from the race, 
you will return the receipt? 

Phil, {rubbing hands together). That's it precisely. 

David. Then you'd better tell Dick what to write. 

Phil, {dictates to Richard). First date it. 

Richard {writes and repeats). "November 17th." 

Phil. Now give the hour. (Richard consults watch and 
writes. Phil, distinctly dictating) . " To the President and 
Members of the Football Association, Rogers University." 

Richard {writes — repeating). "University." 

ENTER D. R. 2. Eleanore Thorndyke remaining up stage, 
anxiously watching proceedings. 



7^8 A Football Romance- 

Phil, (dictates). "I do hereby withdraw 

Richard (hesitates) . No, no — I can't. 

David. Write on! Write on! 

Richard (with effort — writes — then repeats). "With- 
draw " 

Phil, (dictating). As a candidate for the captaincy of 
the football team. 

Richard (writes), "team." (Cheer heard off) 

Phil, (nervously). You'll have to hurry. They've just 
nominated the candidates and are now balloting. 

David. Go on — go on! 

Phil, (dictating). This withdrawal to take effect im- 
mediately. 

Richard (writing). "Immediately." 

Phil, (to David). Now sign it. 

David (taking pen in left hand. Lightly). I'm afraid I 
won't make a very good job of it. 

Eleanore (coming down. Staying his hand). Dave — 
what are you going to do? (Richard shows concern) 

Phil, (to David — anxiovsly). Sign before it is too late! 

David (signs paper and holds it up. To Phil.). Now 
then, give Dick the receipt! (Phil, does so and eagerly 
attempts to grasp withdrawal. David drawing it hack) One 
moment — I know you of old. (To Richard) First we must 
be satisfied that it is the orginal. 

Richard (glancing at receipt). Yes — it's the one I signed. 

David. Very well. (Handing Phil, withdrawal) There 
you are! 

Phil, (going hurriedly up to d. c. Triumphantly). It 
wasn't a bad exchange at that. Something for nothing! 

Eleanore (anxiously. To David). Why did you resign, 
Dave? 

Phil, (at door). It was either that or be exposed! 

[EXIT chuckling d. c. 

Richard (emphatically). That's a lie! (To Eleanore) 
It was my fault. It was because I stand before you one 
of the most contemptible of human beings. 

David. Dick! Dick! 

Eleanore (dazed. To Richard). What are you saying? 

Richard. There's no denying it — and it's only right that 
you should know all Dave's done for us. 

David (quickly to Eleanore). You mustn't listen to him 
— ^your brother's jesting. It was all in a spirit of fun. 



A Football Romance. 73 

Richard. I wish it had been. (To Eleanore) College 
life was never intended for such weaklings as I — or else it 
must be I didn't start right. I guess that's it. I got in 
with the wrong crowd. Phil. Morley and T agreed with an 
old money-lender yesterday, to throw the game with Haverly. 
We were to be paid a thousand a piece. (Handing Elea- 
nore receipt) Read that. 

Eleanore (hurriedly reads receipt. Dazed). Why — it's a 
receipt for money on account. 

David (to Eleanore). Dick returned the money and he 
played a winning game — so there's an end to the whole 
affair. 

Richard. But you can't deny I did wrong in going into 
the compact. Morley held that receipt and used it as a club 
with which to bring about his own selfish ends. 

Eleanore (to David). Then you withdrew only to get 
possession of this paper? Oh, it's all very clear to me now. 
(To Richard) Dick! Dick! how could you permit it? 

Richard. I know, I know — it was despicable of me! I 
only considered my own welfare. 

Eleanore (ivith ejfort). Something must be done to undo 
the wrong. You've got to demand the return of that with- 
drawal at once — no matter what the cost to yourself. 

David (quickly). No, no — I assure you it's all right — it's 
all for the best. 

Eleanore (to Richard). Well since you haven't the 
courage Dick, I'll go below myself. (Starts for D. c.) 
David's done too much for us already to ask this sacrifice 
of him. (Great cheer heard off) What does that mean? 

Richard (wildly). It's too late — too late — the meetings 
over! (Cheering gradually grows louder) 

'EhEA^ORE (quickly). They're coming this way? (Coming 
down, alarmed) What can have hapi)ened? 

David (to Eleanore). Give me that receipt? (Cheering 
increases) 

Eleanore (hesitates). No, no 

David. It is really my property, now. (Firmly) Come 
— please give it up! (Eleanore reluctantly hands it to him. 
David throws receipt in fireplace. Great cheer off) 
ENTER Underwood, Ten Eyck, Leigh, Shelby and excited 
moh of students D. c. 

Underwood (to David). Dave! Dave! You've been re- 
elected ! 



74 A Football Romance. 

David (surprised). Yes, yes — ^but I withdrew! 
Underwood (wildly). Withdrew nothing! The boys 
wouldn't let you! 

Omnes (lustily cheering). 



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